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Suddenly everyone's telling me "drive safe" in place of "goodbye"
I wonder why all of these people are suddenly concerned
I want to know how they all think they know me
Why my deathbed is easy to picture for them
Since you left I've discovered that all men who seem to think they like me are only in it selfishly
Just another man looking for more than I have to give
I think I should be sorry but I'm not
You
It wasn't insomnia,
Nor the nightmares;
It was practice and edits,
That kept us awake

                  "I love you."
                                    "Go get some sleep."
                   "Yeah. I guess so."

I tried and failed,
Another attempt;
Just to hear the words,
And my name instead.
010817  19:50

Sadly and thankfully this is fictional.

AS
"Why don't you call?"
The only thing I fear is the dial tone of rejection so I never pick up the phone
And fifty feet below the Benjamin franklin bridge when the rocks give way and I survive
I know I must matter to somebody I just wish wanted it to be you
 Jan 2017 Doug Potter
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 Jan 2017 Doug Potter
chris
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"in the long run,                                                                                                                      

                                                                                                       we are all dead"
 Jan 2017 Doug Potter
Traveler
Branded deeply
Our hearts beliefs
All the labels
Society heaps
*******, *****
Prodigal Son
Know you're not
The only one

These labels need
Little proven
Psychologically
Scarlet woven
Anxieties and depression
Are certainly fixed
As long as these labels
Upon us stick
...
Traveler Tim
Be back soon.
 Jan 2017 Doug Potter
Olivia Kent
Lost in a whirlwind.
That's beating the eyes.
The falling of old leaves.
A mere disguise.
At the end of the twiglets, buds of green curl.
Tight.
Neat.
Waiting to unfurl.
Proof in the mind's eye that true love is coming.
A love of life.
Trifling.
Dabbling.
Magic of spring break.
Last year is happily dead.
Momentous change.
Around the invisible corner doth wait.
For sure.
In all certainty.
All hands be raised that tomorrow may be great.
(C) LIVVI
 Jan 2017 Doug Potter
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 Jan 2017 Doug Potter
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you think i have problems due to my lack of speech
i know you have problems with my lack of speech
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