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charles Dec 2018
the whole world on my shoulders,
i shouldn't feel older,
but I feel out of order.
I want to buy more beer,
to obliterate my self care,
to resolve the next year.
charles Dec 2018
haunted thoughts,
that don't turn off.
panic comes,
and leaves so soft.
a certain fact,
you can't make true,
to make it real is all you do.
robbed a fridge,
from my own kin,
to feel like I'm a better man.
the moon routine revolves to sun,
forgot to hold on to your love.
charles Dec 2018
I hope you read this,
you don't know I need this,
just a little peace of mind,
but I am nothing.
and nothing some times,
is better than something.
least of all,
I'm something,
someone some day will sing.
charles Dec 2018
i met you.
seeming innocent as me,
But you werent,
shadows doused in a light.
loved you all,
with all my might.
two swollen years before i knew
the broken promise on the roof,
i took the ladder,
thought it through.
You took the things
that made me true.
charles Dec 2018
you came back,
i had a drink,
for every second you were gone,
it kept time from being long.
forgot to ask what flight you're on.
but little did you know,
my love for self i slowly lost.
charles Dec 2018
trapped in the lines,
the adjectives kind,
please paint me more time,
not a fan of the earth,
but i live for its crime.
kept simple and secret,
and lives on regret,
they're threading my steps,
made a beeline to death.
the truth in our breaths.
simply mournful and sorrow,
i pray for tomorrow,
your carried love,
revealed it was borrowed.
i know im alright,
but i lay down the blue,
just to give you a fright.
charles Dec 2018
the pretty words in all the world,
they called behind the cellar door,
sincerely like an optimist,
missing cues in abstinence,
not alike,
you face your fears,
the difference dug within a year,
my breathing just a part time job,
like losing something without loss,
your love is what it used to cost.
its's tied upon a cherry tree,
your spot imprinted on the bark,
the sun revealed what once was dark,
your moon will keep me wide awake.
the difference from divided day.
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