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Apr 2016
I can feel it slipping

Maybe I held it for too long

Now I feel like it’s gonna fall

I want to grip tighter

But it’s holding me back

Knowing our connection is going to

SNAP

But I can’t let that happen

But it pleading with me

Dying to see

The land beyond my arms

These thoughts are just clicking

Playing with my head

Toying with my emotions

Hearing these sounds makes me wish I was

dead

Cause I need it too much

Can’t help not being addicted

Whenever I was hurt

I thought it be with me

Should have known I was wrong

It’s crawling form me

Dying to see

Getting away

Little by little

Day by day
Written by
Dontique Johnson  East Chicago
(East Chicago)   
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