Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jul 2017
It's almost 3 am
And for the third night
Im thinking of you

Why do I do this
It's not your fault I trap myself inside

Are you awake?
Are you wondering if I'm thinking about you?

Only a message away
Only a few months apart
Only a few days to begin with
And yet
It's almost 3 am
And for the third night in a row
Im thinking of you

I hate myself for this
I could have a life
But what else would I do
When there's no one else around

Im so codependent
Im so needy
Im so clingy
Im so disgusting
And the worst part is knowing it will never go away because i don't belong here my home is far away
Stephanie Hutson
Written by
Stephanie Hutson  22/F/California, USA
(22/F/California, USA)   
214
   Madeon
Please log in to view and add comments on poems