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Mark Tilford Dec 2016
Long legs
Smooth back
Nice racks
A ***** that does not slack
Looking good from the back
Where there should be no lack
Always showing a little crack
Easily tracked
That would make me pull it out and jack
That is not a little snack
****
The way they walk and talk
Watching, makes you want to attack
Double back
Down boy, it want bounce back
That big mac
Ridding bare back
A man that does not lack
A big swinging sack
A six pack
White or black

****
Getting it on
With either or
BISEXUALITY
!!
Mark Tilford Dec 2016
With all my loves
I always tried to put them above
I had been so blessed
But, I failed all of their test
Now looking back
I have become so depressed
Because
I could not pick just one from all the rest
Just one best
Always, I was wanting to see the next beauty
undressed
Looking with these wondering eyes
Never wondering why
or should I say, asking why
The only word I knew was goodbye
Never looking directly into their eyes
I never lied
I sure cannot say it was because of to much pride
I think all I wanted was the moments of what they
could provide
I was never looking for a bride
I was always upfront again I never lied
I question the word I often used
"Tried"
If there was any feelings they were denied
Always needing the next best, something on the side
Never just satisfied
Always feeling dissatisfied
Two words that coincide
I did my best?
Now terrified
Justified
!!
Alone
Mark Tilford Dec 2016
I go numb
From the things that I  see
It makes me feel so humdrum
Yep, really glum
Feeling nothing
As small as Tom Thumb
Just dumb
Just setting back waiting for God to come
To clear this earth of all the pond ****
Again and again
I ask
What have we become
Where did we come from
All of us living to the beat of our own drum
Again and again
I feel nothing
Happy faces
Sad faces, replaces
In so many places
Love, just traces
What happened to good graces
There is no bases
For getting caught up in the rat races
And forgetting the human need for
LOVE
!!
Mark Tilford Dec 2016
to see another day
is it the price that I must pay
for when I strayed
a thought, but not denied
i cried
i tried
is it because of to much pride
that i have not died
i was petrified
what a ride
what will god decide
as he sets at my bedside
maybe an assisted suicide
cover my head and hide
until i die
why lie
no more time to buy

life's victim
??
Mark Tilford Dec 2016
Lies  
Not looking me in the eyes  

Your surprise  
Our demise  

Me calling one thousand times
Love crimes  
"Just sometimes"

You breaking my heart
Breaking us apart  

Not knowing nothing at all
You dropping the ball  
You making me feel so small

Me always being on my own
Being alone

Always needing proof
Sending me through the roof
You being so aloof

You never taking any pride
You constantly saying goodbye
Me having to spy

Me being put on standby
Another guy
Just getting by
To survive

The mistakes
The accidents

I cannot justify


!!
Mark Tilford Dec 2016
I forgot my name
I felt insane
No need to explain
Blood still rushing through my veins
Heart still beating the same
Today
My life, a picture wrapped in a frame
Feeling no shame
No one to blame
Today
What it became
It's fair game
Today
I will not keep my eyes shut
Maybe I will act like a nut
Maybe walk with  a strut
Today
I still have a brain
I will not have to be trained
I cannot be restrained
Today
All I have to do is sustain
It will be a campaign
To keep it simple and plain
Today
I met a girl named Mary Jane
All I see and hear I will retain
I will not be held back by chains
Today
I will have gained
It will not be mundane
I will not feel drained
Today
I will not be contained
How could I complain
Today
It will be alright
I will not be contrite
It will be a delight
Today
Despite !!
Today
I will not be uptight
Life will not be a fight
Today
It will be humane
!!
Mark Tilford Oct 2016
Soon I will be laying in my grave
I am in my last days
Hell no, I am not being brave
I never picked up the bible
To learn how to behave
I have always been the Devils slave
Never corrected my bad ways
I paved
The highway to hell
"Well"
****, those lymph cells
Never heard those Sunday church bells
As I lay here and I dwell
The sight of Heaven long ago faded
My mind jaded
My eyes shaded
Made me easily persuaded
My life I traded
Hell, It's to late, It's over
Thank God, I am a little older
Death is a cumin
Drugs no more
Drinking no more
***** no more
**** no more
No more being a *****

To late to swallow

My pride

I am about to die
Death is a cumin
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