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FictionisReal Nov 2012
I stand in Memphis* thinking of what IFs in a cage so
I could maybe grab wildly at one that couldve been
true like IF we shared shared the same name No
I'm not the one trying to persuade you in a lifestyle
thought we both practiced I've been waiting
at this bus stop with two tickets forever maybe its
a definite possibility if you'd accept
Just step up those steps holding
bags instead sorry faces that just dismiss just make it all
I need to hear shoes holding the bus driver's gaze
run run run His key turns
Don't leave me here standing next
to the drink machine like on the day I meet you short for change
you were So I stand in Memphis waiting for you to get on the
bus thinking of a life we coulda had
the first time
we stopped being secret lovers in closets our parents never
thought to peak in only IF you left their doubts
with the stuff you didn't pack Im losing this argument
on the phone why we did all this? don't tell me Apologizes  
this was a wasted last check at the local Mart Their
doubts filling your destiny as you utter words I knew
you were capable of saying
to tell me you're never going 
 I accepted it all in Cali  that you
had already straightened out in Memphis
so I left for Cali after Georgia so you couldn't ever find me
when **regret set in
FictionisReal Nov 2012
She's so powerful Belly full of pills
A body we all crave  Followers
Never stray
Some how she's got it all were
It's gunna fall so  swallowing
water this time she's
Not given up gotta give the fans
Everything they devouring paper then
Her pen bleeds she's got nothing but
A heavy heart so absorbing power
Tonight cause she's got a belly full
Of small pills that see her problems
When no one else does.
FictionisReal Nov 2012
Look at me I'm no genius but I do believe I want your
Love

Not your bruises  those leave to much hurt but your
Love
Soft Icecream words not the ones you whisper as
You find access in my jeans I want
Your love
that same emotion that causes me
To sneak out for you Friday to Sunday True devotion not a religion sorta like how you play your video games
No I want LOVE
not  that kind you enforce is how its suppose
To be by pointing at my mom and your dad saying
"This is love baby"
I want your love
Not  the bottle loves me love that my mom holds at night that I wipe off her chin neither that black and blue is beauty love that your dad shows to your mom I want your love plus attention the kind that's like when the whole football team has seen the picture  I sent you promised me never to show, Another girl the love I crave but something else made her name the kid junior
Right?
I want your love so give it to me cause I know I haven't been receiving the definition of love to not be a genius
Love- A deep fondness and attachment ****** and or emotionally to another person/object.
FictionisReal Nov 2012
I look down at the floor thinking harder of you I loved you for one night.
You left me with something to carry as if its just a child living
growing stronger then me Doctor in a white coat condemns me to
death as I remember the needle that broke my skin should've worn
a ****** like a tampered medicine bottle I feel contaminated
thought it was just a cold that sent shivers
my body rocks as her shadow grows near talking about its okay
.Its Not.  trying to figure out how long did
five mins of pleasure leave me to live as I remember sitting
in a waiting room scared to touch  handles people with stories on their faces  
I didn't see myself walking out of here with a positive test
I ball my future life span up  No need to
study my body as you think twice cause you have no clue
that my body This body was blessed until I crashed it
down in a chair as I read my results a week ago so  
imagine latex cause it'll be just the thing to prevent
you from the effects of the ******* pain that this disease sends through your
body as it will take its toll on mine cause I'm denying I'm dying so the only
medicine i'll give myself will be a vitamin cause denial can make you strong again
Just a imaginary story

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