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Thomas Burge Jul 18
I think I miss you
But you were never mine
I hate that's it's true
But I'm honestly not fine
Because even though you're not here
Im missing you everyday
Wishing you were near
Why do I miss you in this way ?
Thomas Burge Jul 16
You're an alcoholic, please stop
Please don't drink until you drop
We need to keep going until our life ends
Keep on surviving for the family and friends
Who wants to see us live another day
I'm begging you stop drinking what else do I have to say
Thomas Burge Jul 16
Ive wrote this for you to read in the morning
Now read this clear because it's your final warning
I'm begging you to stop drinking
Now I know what you're thinking
You say this to me every single night
But think about it, you know it's not right
It's slowly killing you
You know it's true
But what are you going to do?
Open another beer?
Please see it clear
I know you can escape this pit
The drink, you honestly don't need it
You've got that power inside
So please don't hide
Behind not being sober
Because in a blink of an eye I will able be over
So when you wake up with a sober mind
Read this all and you come to find
That everything I've said you know to be true
Because unfortunately I am you
Thomas Burge Jul 12
I'm not good for anyone
It's clear to see
You know I'm a ******* drunk
Just look at me
I just keep sipping
Till I hit the floor
Stumbling and tripping
I can't even write sober anymore
Thomas Burge Jul 10
What does your soul feel like?
Lost in a claustrophobic, neverending plain
Of love and pain
Gripping on the fake feelings you believe to be you
But will they ever be true?
What does your soul look like?
In-between the brightness of pure black
Or the hollowing emptiness of light itself
Where does your soul sit?
It looks so dim even though the flames been lit
So happy and confident living in despair
Your soul?
Is it really there?
Thomas Burge Jul 6
There's a blank spot in my head
Filled with fear and looming dread
Surrounded by the scars that you left me
On display for everyone to see
All my sins put on display
Violent thoughts I can't even say
You left me naked covered in shame
I'm not saying you're to blame
But you opened up the blank spot in my head
Now wishing I was dead
i wonder
if i threw away my phone
and locked all my doors
would i finally be at peace

if i held it all in
and never spoke again
unless it was necessary
would there be solace for me

hard to know if it's a fantasy
or all that it would take
to escape from my realities
i'll keep it on the back burner and see

i'll try and do it the "recommended way"
and if it doesn't work
i'm doing it my way
it's not so wrong to want to be free

its easy to be so good at judging
when it's harder to understand
haven't been much inspired but yeah. i'm really considering all my options, and all i want to do is protect my peace.
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