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  Feb 2016 Just Melz
DaSH the Hopeful
Your love hanged me high
       And watched me sway
              A puppet with a master placed in a play
    *What if you go
      What if you stay?
         What does it matter to you anyway?

                          It's all written down and the stage is set
     The drama ensues and my lines are said
    As I choke
                 You pulled the string tight and cut all my ties but your rope never broke and those puppy dog eyes made me forget

             You feel so real this must be free will
              Your hand on mine is no more a guide than a dot is a line fingers long and divine purchase grip on my spine and I really start to shine a star with a mind all its own
    Super nova behind my closed eyes
     Your love is asphyxiation and gets me so high I can't breathe without it
               I'll never kick the habit
                    **I'm addicted to an addict
  Feb 2016 Just Melz
DaSH the Hopeful
I keep looking for a song to define the moment,
                 But the sound of your name fits every occasion
  Feb 2016 Just Melz
DaSH the Hopeful
The body of a poem
  
            Could never be as beautiful as *yours
  Feb 2016 Just Melz
DaSH the Hopeful
I have never liked the term

      "sloppy seconds"
                  
                  I believe that we renew ourselves with each love
  Feb 2016 Just Melz
DaSH the Hopeful
Sometimes I look at it and see my father
Sometimes, my addictions,
Or my peers.
Other times I see it as a product of circumstance
And still others as a conscious choice.

*But no matter what I see, its always in my way. That never changes.
Just Melz Feb 2016
I just want him to reach within my soul
and try to grasp all the pieces that make me whole.
Seems like
I'm stuck
Between
Insanity
And
         My
                         Last
                                              *Breath
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