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Jun 2015
I used to steal cigarettes from a pack paid
for with my own money from my parents
closet just to gain the slight satisfaction of
how they felt between my fingers
I have never been a quitter
and I don't intend to begin with this
the first night we were together I left a bruise on your thigh
don't you see
I was just marking my territory
baby
I promise
I do not think you are owned by me
but baby,
please belong to me
I know these hands aren't always steady but
they will always try their best to keep you upright
they will always try
until the night I can say it hurts more than it nurtures
but right now
I don't hurt at all
I'm not giving up with every ounce of courage my cold, sweaty palms can muster
do not give up with all of your nurture
with all of your nature
it is human nature
to run now as fast as far as your feet can take you
but now I'm standing still as a statue
trying my best to come true
as a prayer
as a dream
as a wish
I will do my best
to work
and if it doesn't
it will hurt
but every word it was absolutely worth
avery
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