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Jan 2015
My liver is slowly dying
It's a sign to quit but I don't think I should
Drafts are reminders of what you are to me
I shouldn't let go of what I lived for
I'm fading into my patience
Red grains, red grains, yeahg
I'm all in for the energy
It is happening again, again, again
12:08 and it is happening again
7/11 for the protein, weird huh? Yeahhhh
My friends for the comfort
My mind for the **** of it
Seriously happening again
Dimensions for us again, yeahhh
Are we connected or are social media?
Visions for the blind, you and I
Music for the deaf, love is loud
God for the hopeless so they'll feel even more hopeless after
LET GO LET GO YEAHHHH
We are drowning, we have to learn to swim
Dancing like I'm possessed in my room
Dancing so gay, so happy, so smoothly
I'm having *** with the air
I'm making out with the random
I bet my mom feels weird telling me "God bless"
I am happening again, yeahhhh
Yeahhh
David Bojay
Written by
David Bojay  Dallas
(Dallas)   
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