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Feb 2016
At a standsill,
Furry little bunny rabbits, I crouched down
Late into the night in my red high heels
Eye to eye
Eye to eye
I to I.

You didn't answer my calls last night
Loop, loop, as if forever on the same rollercoaster ride
But you give love, care
"My life revolves around me!"
I run and I plunge
I already knew just that baby.

I don't know what the **** I'm doing half the time
I don't know that I ever have
3 weeks can't come soon enough
But I plot and I plan
Gathering and sliding through nature
Eye to eye.

Colors and pavement surround me
Somedays I am so open
My heart bursting like flames of fire
So eager, so full
While the little lost girl inside me
Still looks the other way
Time to time.

My face looks tired today
I haven't had *** yet this week
****** visceral creature
I know what it all means
I know exactly what it all means
Now can I just let myself go, just be free
No need to rinse, repeat
Or say a **** thing
Just open, open, open
Release, release
Ain't gonna change him, ain't gonna stop him
But I can continue to fly free.

Waiting for phones to ring or to hear a yes
I threw away $50 dollars last night
Just because I could
But I barely got food in the fridge.

I was thinkin' last night
In the crowded room
Roomie says we at that city chic life
Ain't nobody lookin' to settle down
So many options, click click
Swipe right, swipe right
We got so many options
I tell myself this mornin'
Don't plan or think to see him
Focus on your night out.

But I know that sweet drunk dial you will give
You were so disappointed you couldn't come by this week
I don't know what I want
I don't know what I want
Mid twenties crisis.

My Philly girlfriends will never totally quite get it
They've found their people, their person
Love has met its maker, its match
I guess I thought or I did
I have fallen and been chased
An abundance of times
But it just was always, always
So wrong.

I feel like I have written and written
The exact same words
For 9 months almost 10
Loop, loop, loop
So worried about the future
Looking and waiting for things
To fall into place


**** it.
OnwardFlame
Written by
OnwardFlame  Los Angeles, CA
(Los Angeles, CA)   
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