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I'm still trying to kiss girls In the doorways                               Of the bathrooms                                                         Of these same few bars While their boyfriends Wait intrepidly outside Since wanting something I know I can’t have Has always been a source Of undeniable temptation. I’m still binge eating                                            and chain smoking                                                                           and getting ****** Since gaining weight And the mounting pressure,   Of the thickening soot in my lungs Seem to be the only things that feel similar To the stagnation that accompanies                                 Filler friends                                                   and dead end outings That leave me pouting Not in the corner But just off center C.e.M. 4.10.15 edit 4.18.17
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Apr 20, 2015
Apr 20, 2015 at 3:26 PM UTC
Sinking fatality
I'm still trying to kiss girls In the doorways                               Of the bathrooms                                                         Of these same few bars While their boyfriends Wait intrepidly outside Since wanting something I know I can’t have Has always been a source Of undeniable temptation. I’m still binge eating                                            and chain smoking                                                                           and getting ****** Since gaining weight And the mounting pressure,   Of the thickening soot in my lungs Seem to be the only things that feel similar To the stagnation that accompanies                                 Filler friends                                                   and dead end outings That leave me pouting Not in the corner But just off center C.e.M. 4.10.15 edit 4.18.17
This ones rough guys. I've lost my touch lately.
rynmccall
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Apr 20, 2015
Apr 20, 2015 at 3:26 PM UTC
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