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Nobody ***** up,
People just get lazy.
Where do we draw the line
Between the difference of wanting something,
And when it's time you need that something?

I'm not unhappy,
Yet the latter is slowly fading.
And as I feel this through I remember,
There's a reason it's called a pursuit.

I don't know if I'm ready
But I know that I want you.
I know that I'm ready,
For that.
"what's truly bothering you currently?"- question I thought of tonight which led me to the first stanza. The rest spiraled from there.
I've never been big on second chances,
And yet on night like these-
I wish I was
I turned to tarot last night in search for answers.
Answers regarding you.
Which only ever lead me to questions,
about me.
I hate when I come up with a piece that could be workable into something long during times I can't write it down. I had so much more but by the time work ended this is all I could muster from my fingers. Back to the drawing board.
I can remember your touch
in passing
A slight graze
to gentle squeeze

These words
are driving me mad
So I give them
to you all instead
Like two peas in a pod,
We were devoured.
#penumbra #friendship
My lizard died today.
With sunken eyes,
He's relaxed.

Now I conceptualize:
His perception,
If one-

Of me.
This didn't really affect me today. But writing this and perfecting it weighs on me. This is the best I can seem to get.
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