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Jan 2015
I've gone and done a bad thing
and I've opened up to you
I sit here without armor
underneath this lonely moon
I watch the stars, they flicker
as if they're dying in the night
My eyes fill with cigarette smoke,
it's clouding up my sight
Or maybe it's the tears
of a truly broken heart
I don't want to hear your response,
please don't go playing your part
If I was looking for some answers
or a flag of truce to wave
I would have asked quite desperately,
I would have pled the same
It was just expression of my current state,
the horror which I bare
The inflicted pain I've called upon,
the embarrassment I share
So please be kind and let me be,
this broken man to heal
Regardless of my loneliness
this stubbornness is real
Just let me call out my repentance
until the blood falls from my knees
I'll express this inner anguish
then I promise I'll let you be
For we both know this game at hand
is the most dangerous and vile
It's sure to end in bloodshed
and broken limbs of denial
So I'll remain here under lunar light
and wait for midnight's freeze
Let the coldness become my body
and put my heart at ease
Ryan
Written by
Ryan  Los Angeles
(Los Angeles)   
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   EJ Aghassi and T Thomas
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