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Fry Sep 2020
Every night
Words I can’t even understand
At max volume
The lights left on
As I roll over
You shake me awake
Now I have nothing
To use to decide
If I’m making the right decision
Fry Sep 2020
I know you want a message from me
Or at least a call
But I can’t summon
The strength
To pick up the phone
Fry Sep 2020
Almost a week since I’ve picked them up
I could be on the path
Of being clean
Yet everyday it eats at me
I don’t remember how
I’ve ignored it
Maybe today is the day
I take the steps backwards
Fry Sep 2020
I have always said this
Since as long as I remember
“I’m a **** up”
I make mistakes all the time
As you accuse me of
Doing them on purpose
I question whether there mistakes
Or just me
Maybe this is how I will always be
Fry Sep 2020
That’s how insignificant you are
You left
And no one noticed
Fry Sep 2020
I can’t take it seriously enough
I’m so bad at this
Why can’t I just time it right
My mind loses
Track of numbers so fast
Yet I still can remember to smile
So you can feel better
Fry Sep 2020
If I stare into the darkness
Long enough
Will hope appear
Twinkling like stars
Will my eyes adjust
Or
Is there nothing down
This path I’m walking
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