rest stop on our way to no where
you're wearing no bra, tshirt with wet hair
i ask "where you wanna go?" you say "i dont care"
pumping gas while you're taking in the fresh air
no looking back on the past
future in our eyes - theres so much to look past
took so long to realize that im her guy
shes my girl - no more lies
Mar 11, 2015
Mar 11, 2015 at 9:05 PM UTC
if I were to attempt suicide today you wouldn't know what to say you'd sit there looking at me with a sad, disappointed kind of gaze trying not to look away Id tell you I was okay I would lie to make you leave even though all I wanted from the beggening was for someone to stay
I'm no one. my peers have made that clear. they've made me realize I'm **** up castaway. the only fear I have is that one day I will be alone. in an apartment with tinted windows and ***** clothes eating cereal out of the same bowl everyday until I get old. and die alone.
what's wrong is that I'm alone. in a home that's not home. I have money and some friends but no one to call my own. headphones and trains to lonely island. when no everyone's looking but blinded. by their own egos and iPhones. social media and alcohol. when I'm sitting behind my sheets crying. wondering what's real and what's a dream of the vivid fanticies I want to come true. who I want to be "you".
Jan 10, 2015
Jan 10, 2015 at 10:19 PM UTC
life is always changing
day by day
mistakes being made
as people come and go
you get a sense of who you want to stay
of who you want to wake up to everyday
who you'll smile at and kiss in the morning
when you get back from a long day
at work struggling to pay the bills just to be happy
don't let your life waste with someone who won't say that they love you
even if it's randomly
when you're mad at each other and can't calm down easily
and when things get bad they don't flea
they stick around and make sure you'll be okay
Jan 4, 2015
Jan 4, 2015 at 10:24 PM UTC
your love is what I crave
your heart is what I'll save
I'll never let you go
I'll kiss you on your face
before you go to bed
before wake up
"baby you're beautiful" I'll whisper
then craze my hand along your cheek
Dec 25, 2014
Dec 25, 2014 at 9:54 PM UTC
the walls shake
from your fists hitting them
from you throwing things across the living room
while i lay in bed your voice echo's through the hall ways
making its way to my room
and just like when i was little it scares me
your anger and slurred words
when you barge into my room demanding me to do things
or sometimes just sometimes putting the blame on me
at 1am while i'm sleeping
waking me up, waking my brother up
you're mad at the world because of the amount of alcohol you've consumed
remember all the times you've cried and promised all of us you'd quit
that you would become sober for the sake of our family
your sober from the drugs but not the one thing that make the anger come out
not the liquid poison that's ruining your relationship with your children
I hate the person you are when you're drunk
which lately is a lot
which has always been a lot
maybe just maybe one day i would like to come home to you sober laughing and having an honest good time
knowing your truly happy
not just because you've downed 14 beers in the last 3 hours
I'm tired of this fake happiness
I'm tired of feeling like the only reason you're happy is because of the 24 pack of beer you order every night
starting to drink at 2pm saying "its 5pm somewhere"
making a joke out of something that hurts me inside
I'm so tired of it sometimes i want to run away from this ****** house just because i'm sick of hearing you scream about everything
7 days until Christmas
how many days until you're sober?
Dec 18, 2014
Dec 18, 2014 at 1:49 AM UTC
sacrifice is my only advice
you cant live life on safe choices
you cant make money through unemployment
you cant be smart without education
take a risk
know your losses
know your wins
count your flaws
know your skills and your downfalls
do what makes you happy is the most important thing of all
you cant be happy with a ****** job
your wife, your kids is what its for
they might not be around for a couple years
you have to look into your future like a fortune cookie
predict what will happy like a crystal ball
money doesn't make happiness
but it sure as hell opens the doors
Dec 14, 2014
Dec 14, 2014 at 6:42 PM UTC
i like being home
laying in bed watching tv, writing poems
doing nothing cause i can
or cause i just wont
but working gives me a sense of accomplishment
the feeling that I'm doing something with my life
that work is where i belong
and for the first time in years
work is where i feel most at home
Dec 11, 2014
Dec 11, 2014 at 12:57 PM UTC
walking down the street
i let her infront of me
so i can gaze at her without her noticing
so i could check her out in a unique way
not looking at her *** but looking at her figure
looking and the way her clothes hang off her shoulders and hips
the way her hair swings from one side to the other
the way her eyes sparkle when she looks back at me to make sure im still here
shes beautiful in more ways then one
more beautiful then the ocean or the sun
because i see the sun everyday and nothing is different
but i fall in love with something different about her
every time
we're together
Dec 5, 2014
Dec 5, 2014 at 10:11 PM UTC
"what keep you awake at night" she asked
"the sound of the wind blowing through the cracks of the house
the sound of my dogs nails on the hardwood floors
the feeling that one day everything that i work toward will be forgotten because of a disease called Alzheimer's"
Dec 3, 2014
Dec 3, 2014 at 8:38 PM UTC
i want to go out Christmas eve
have diner just you and me
then come back home and make love on the couch
next to the tree
all the lights off except the ones on the tree
end up falling asleep
waking up to sun beams shining across our faces
you stay laying while i grab something to drink
loving each other for the whole day
kissing each other on the cheeks
Dec 2, 2014
Dec 2, 2014 at 6:50 PM UTC