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 Apr 2015 Mr Ex
Ryan Cripps
High
 Apr 2015 Mr Ex
Ryan Cripps
So high you can’t stand straight.
So you call me up even though it’s late.
It’s been six months since the last time we talked,
But at 2 a.m I took that extra long walk.
I was tired as ****, but I definitely did it,
Because I still cared for you,
Even though I should have quit it.

I carried you home that night on my back.
And the next day, you didn’t even have the courtesy to text me back.
Until three months later when you were in the same predicament.
And once again, I got up to take care of your incident.

That night you were too drunk to drive,
Even though you grabbed your keys and were about to say goodbye.
Luckily, your friend Lucy called me on my phone.
Said she wanted me to take you home.

I tucked you into bed and I told you goodnight,
Slept on the couch, until the day shined light.
And in walked your mom, She asked why I wasn’t home.
I had to tell her I didn’t want you sleeping alone.

I said you were sick and I just left.
I did want to be the one to talk about our mess.
After that day, we never said hi,
Even though I saw you getting high
Right after school by the coffee shop,
I just walked pass, didn’t want to stop.

You didn’t make any moves,
I guess that’s cool.
Just realize what I did for you.

What I did was love after you ****** me over,
Before our relationship, I was like your brother.
And like my real family, you just walked out.
Explanation is the key sentence you left out.

It’s all good though; I try not to care anyways.
I try to stay positive, look forward to better days.
I’ll find love, and maybe this time it’ll be different.
That’s if I buck up and just listen.
 Apr 2015 Mr Ex
Savannah Jane
high
 Apr 2015 Mr Ex
Savannah Jane
the nights that
i get so high
i forget to text you
or even check my phone,
those are my favorite.
why?
because the smoke
that fills my mind
lets me know,
you forget about me sometimes,
so why shouldn't i?
 Aug 2014 Mr Ex
B
| Numb |
 Aug 2014 Mr Ex
B
Knees to chest, sitting on the floor
Slowly rocking forward to back
Breathing slowing and fading
I can not feel

The devil on the left says
"Do it. You'll feel again."
The devil on the right says
"End your pain. Take the jump."

Where is the angel
The angel who is suppose to save
The angel that will make me feel
Like I am of worth and I am okay

Either way
I am doomed to destruction
My sight changes to the devil
I look to the left

The lighter burns in my hand
Everything is slow motion
Slowly touching the flame
To my pale skin

A rush of relief
Runs through my bones
My heart pounding fast
My body becoming weak

The devil on the left says
"Don't you feel better?"
But I don't.
So I lay in bed

With a new battle wound
From a war I lost against myself  
As I lay to sleep
I go back to where I once was

Lost
Alone
Afraid
Numb.

B.G.K

— The End —