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Jun 2017
When its late in the night
And the night says
Go to bed or
Go out into the night.

I smoke a lot of ****
No more than your average
But its just fun to write that phrase.

I think for a long time
I thought I've got this on lock
I'll figure it out
I always say
I always echo
Seamlessly through
What feels like very dark times.

Back in black
Gotta pick up that pavement
The pieces
Sew them together
Make something special
Ain't none of it gonna model
After whats been done before
Because I just don't think I even can.

There is something in me
That is fatally different now
And I wish I knew what it was
But right now
I don't know.

I wonder if you found someone new yet
What its like to have my bedside table gone
Or the little noises I would make
When I was happy
Do you cry anymore?

I knew you did it all
Because you were afraid
Afraid of me and what you knew
I would end up doing
With my power in the world
I think you didn't know how to embrace it
And I know you tried.

But you failed.

You did
And everyday, I try to be more and more
Okay with that face
Fluctuating between
Anger and apathy.

Things are different now
I'm different now
And for that
I'm so ******' glad.
OnwardFlame
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OnwardFlame  Los Angeles, CA
(Los Angeles, CA)   
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