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The moon repeats it's western falling to bathe beneath the horizon's line of loss And it is my eyes that saw her off. Walking after unattentiveness unnoticed by my opposite sorting through folly's passage attracting is a dreamlike state A memory from another time Inner words of inner workings Are the words at night i find my eyes reading often too late But nearly every night Shame doesn't taint my need For make believe connection The same that was failed Three connections i believed The rest were fits of women Maybe real interest? Maybe seduction. But each let down Simply too broken. Chokes the heart of a man That chooses to face facts Not much chance. Odds are nit as odd as i myself am I will never beat your badass Banging written **** author. Once i grew up in a mom and dad household Nit as bad as tge rest of the girls have been told As we watch the house cave in When moms and sisters and fathers and brothers have to measure so as not to have to listen. I know it is broken. I know it is lonely. Why should i care cause i am lo esome as well. Left foot right foot blind to eyes around me. Later in the awaited shower cleansing
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Mar 14
Mar 14, 2026 at 4:06 AM UTC
Home broke
The moon repeats it's western falling to bathe beneath the horizon's line of loss And it is my eyes that saw her off. Walking after unattentiveness unnoticed by my opposite sorting through folly's passage attracting is a dreamlike state A memory from another time Inner words of inner workings Are the words at night i find my eyes reading often too late But nearly every night Shame doesn't taint my need For make believe connection The same that was failed Three connections i believed The rest were fits of women Maybe real interest? Maybe seduction. But each let down Simply too broken. Chokes the heart of a man That chooses to face facts Not much chance. Odds are nit as odd as i myself am I will never beat your badass Banging written **** author. Once i grew up in a mom and dad household Nit as bad as tge rest of the girls have been told As we watch the house cave in When moms and sisters and fathers and brothers have to measure so as not to have to listen. I know it is broken. I know it is lonely. Why should i care cause i am lo esome as well. Left foot right foot blind to eyes around me. Later in the awaited shower cleansing
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Mar 14
Mar 14, 2026 at 4:06 AM UTC
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