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Feb 2010
The late nights barely living
Breathing is only an option
Tab the next line

It was just a hug
Maze that she put me
Into and I got lost

I knew you before you existed
The beating conscious in my mind
You somehow skipped right through life

Explorers declared the voyage
A lost cause during the layout
To confront their existence’s

Opinions approached the cockroaches
Spreading the lies and truth at the same time
But, they accepted the hypothesis

Nothing really happens for a reason
It’s just more of a bluff

Rolling around the liquor
Drifting hits of LSD
Ha, I would assume so

As I steadily rush away my feelings
Down this trench full of lost lines
I look over the waterfall only to confront
The reflection that isn’t there
Justin Grabenschroer
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Justin Grabenschroer  31/M/Omaha, NE.
(31/M/Omaha, NE.)   
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