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Myriad of distasteful smells
Grease and mold and rot
I hold my breath and walk
Along the lonely hot blacktop
I can't stop, I can't stop
I'm already running late

Past the towering gate of cedar
Into a human sea
Weaving through groups
Of preteen girls
Dressed like they're twenty three
Under the twisting orange rails
And past the elder train
I can't talk, I can't talk
I'm already running late

Through the courtyard of the wolf
Beyond the bubbling fount
Near the infinite tidal wave
Pass between the pillars
And now I'm at the gate
Step inside the hovel
This is where my work begins
I can't walk, I can't walk
My legs are spent for a bit

Then I man my battle station
I'm ready for the rush
Six hours later still on my feet
They start to feel like mush
My arms are heavy my eyelids sag
And my back begins to ache
My voice is sore my mind is numb
But I don't get a break
I can't stop, I can't stop
I'm working for my pay

Another dollar, another day
You know I'm working for my pay
My job has its ups and downs.
You told me you fell
And that you hit your head
You said to leave you alone
And that you just wanted to lay in bed

But I can't help myself
I care about you
It's just in my nature
So there's nothing I can do

I sit here
And worry
And worry
And think
And worry
And wonder
And my heart starts to sink

Does she have a concussion?
A herniated disk?
A fractured skull?
Could she have broken her spine?
Then logic interjects,
"She's probably fine"
But my imagination
That beautiful beast
Drowns out my logic
And the worry won't cease
Oh God.
What if she's deceased!?
What if she's dead!?
No
What am I saying?
I know she's alive
She has to be.
She just has to.
Oh God
I hope she's ok.
There's nothing worse than having a vivid imagination when it comes to worrying. (Just to be clear, this poem is supposed to be comical. I'm not actually like that.)
My heart breaks as my Venus pulls away
Was the love you professed to me a lie?
Did it hold any meaning?
I feel abandoned
Betrayed and deceived
My heart still beats your name

And soon you will leave
A season separated
How am I to prove to you my love
When I cannot reach you?

I beg you
Think quickly
Know that I suffer in your absence
I pray with my hands to the Lord
That you remember our love
That the fire be rekindled

You are my love.
My single desire.
I cannot live without you.
I dare not even try.
My heart this night as a shattered vase. Return to me, oh Venus!
The Ultimate Weapon, A Star of Death
The Only Weakness, A Trench At It's Breadth
Thirty Rebel Ships, To Fast For Their Guns
Boldly Go Forth, To Make Their Trench Runs
This is just a manifestation of my inner nerd. May the Force be with you all.
Midnight rain on the window
Memories of you
My strings sing a melody
My heart sings it too
              The amplifier hums
As I pluck each new note
Wishing for what was
Thinking over what you wrote
             So I sing a midnight melody
Play a song that reminds me of you
And my heartache sings the harmony
'Cause you don't know the damage you do
Blatant self destruction
That you can't seem to see
You won't find your answers
At the bottom of the whisky sea

No solemn faith at the bottom
At the bottom of your bowl
Who the Hell are you?
You're not the girl I know.

Yet,
Alive.
And Yet,
A lie.

So turn away the ones who care
And face your fight alone
But when Rock Bottom finds you
You can always return home.

And I will be here.
I will wait
For you to come alive.

— The End —