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I’ve got this massive ego I need to deflate Or else the only time I’ll finish is when I ********** There’s apologies I have to make But should they be heard Should I write him or send a bird I might explode if I go unheard But I should probably mind my business So his baby mama won’t witness The weakness we might share What if the spark is still there I’m not prepared, in fact I’m scared His two beautiful daughters don’t need to see that daddy still cares Not just for their mama But for someone whose not there As far as I know He’s unaware of how much I care How sorry I’ve become Don’t see myself being welcomed Into his arms, into his home ****** up my chance Now I wake up and feel alone I want to atone I pray she brings you misery And you tire of her company Like this fool broke his promise Of matrimony.. I’m tired of being lonely I’m tired of being late So I lay awake After I ********** I ask myself Why did I wait? Maybe I wasn’t ready I think of him now And I can’t keep my hand steady Stare at the ceiling till my eyes grow heavy The wettest of dreams when I wake it isn’t as real as it seems My heart sinks It’s been so long. Maybe it needed to go wrong So I could write this sad song Maybe I needed to get hurt So I could see how much I treated you like dirt..
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Jul 25, 2018
Jul 25, 2018 at 11:42 PM UTC
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I’ve got this massive ego I need to deflate Or else the only time I’ll finish is when I ********** There’s apologies I have to make But should they be heard Should I write him or send a bird I might explode if I go unheard But I should probably mind my business So his baby mama won’t witness The weakness we might share What if the spark is still there I’m not prepared, in fact I’m scared His two beautiful daughters don’t need to see that daddy still cares Not just for their mama But for someone whose not there As far as I know He’s unaware of how much I care How sorry I’ve become Don’t see myself being welcomed Into his arms, into his home ****** up my chance Now I wake up and feel alone I want to atone I pray she brings you misery And you tire of her company Like this fool broke his promise Of matrimony.. I’m tired of being lonely I’m tired of being late So I lay awake After I ********** I ask myself Why did I wait? Maybe I wasn’t ready I think of him now And I can’t keep my hand steady Stare at the ceiling till my eyes grow heavy The wettest of dreams when I wake it isn’t as real as it seems My heart sinks It’s been so long. Maybe it needed to go wrong So I could write this sad song Maybe I needed to get hurt So I could see how much I treated you like dirt..
I’m sorry.. it’s like I had an epiphany #pastlove
Iddea
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Jul 25, 2018
Jul 25, 2018 at 11:42 PM UTC
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