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Dec 2015
Of all my sins I'd say the best with you.
From the ***** and the bars.
To the ******* and late night cars.
I've never been addicted to anything.
Until you.
So now I spend my time itching and scratching.
At this body draped in skin.
Just like every sin.
I wish you would have let me in.
Now I'm not worth a dime.
And I've spent all my time.
Writing you these ****** up lines.
So now I'm back at your door.
Begging for more.
But I know what is in store.
Laying broken on the bathroom floor.
I'm not sure what my problem is. Letting someone get ****** into my head. Letting them get the better of my feelings. I know better. But I couldn't help it I guess.
Cowin Alan
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Cowin Alan  Denver
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