Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
ADecoPoems
i will never be skull crushed in a white powder prison im free chicken passed out to the home seeking because home is just where you put your **** forget about where my heart is its been sliced melted and reforged flames that lick to the center of a tootsie pop making the blood boil so the candy coating bursts of an inside less than visually appealing is how i view my skeletal structure didn't stop it from poking out when i jumped from your window keep your friends close and enemies at a distance because regardless the season of life no other purpose not dipped in deviousness gives rise to rational of keeping the damage in arms reach its not unlike the scissor strokes dancing a tap show on the wrist i just never saw a reason to it then again i can't see life like you do my eyes get stuck on the things i see beauty in which is mostly this new girl sometimes the scenery then these flashes of a easy time regardless my irreverence stems from deep inadequacies beg the question to forget the answer and to the east i walk lets find a way
0
Jan 12, 2014
Jan 12, 2014 at 10:42 PM UTC
time of day and find a way
i will never be skull crushed in a white powder prison im free chicken passed out to the home seeking because home is just where you put your **** forget about where my heart is its been sliced melted and reforged flames that lick to the center of a tootsie pop making the blood boil so the candy coating bursts of an inside less than visually appealing is how i view my skeletal structure didn't stop it from poking out when i jumped from your window keep your friends close and enemies at a distance because regardless the season of life no other purpose not dipped in deviousness gives rise to rational of keeping the damage in arms reach its not unlike the scissor strokes dancing a tap show on the wrist i just never saw a reason to it then again i can't see life like you do my eyes get stuck on the things i see beauty in which is mostly this new girl sometimes the scenery then these flashes of a easy time regardless my irreverence stems from deep inadequacies beg the question to forget the answer and to the east i walk lets find a way
ADeco
Written by
ADeco
American
Jan 12, 2014
Jan 12, 2014 at 10:42 PM UTC
Request permission to use this poem