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Oct 2017
Yeah, I dabble in them
Makeshift dreams,
I pull at seams
Like every other
Tameless fiend,
Who hopped through leaves
And maybe even scratched at fleas.
But the way things been,
I gotta feel that shameless breeze.

That vacant wind.
I battled with that
Stainless steel.
"Is she for real?"
You know I gotta take these pills.
**** tasteless meals.
I only ever crave that feel.
So no, it's not negotiable if
We make these deals.

Unless the price is
High
But if I'm not,
Then you decide.

We can be friends if you provide
That holy light,
I seek at night.
I twitch and fight
Them demons...
But you know you'll never meet them,
Right?

They're my friends,
I hide in sheds or
Hide in dens.
And if I'm lonely, then they hide in
Bed.

They take my sheets,
They hover me,
They cover me
From other things
That you can't see,
But I can see.

They follow me,
They hollow me.
They swallow me
Like them pills that I bottled up.

They've had enough,
Of me and my shenanigans.
I handle them, but then they
Start to handle me.
And then, I realize that I can
Barely breathe.

And who's to blame,
Other than the I and me?
The eyes I see
In reflections don't
Mention this.
So don't mention it
When I meet my death
Sentence.
It's only a matter of time,
And I ain't tryna lessen it.
Misty Meadows
Written by
Misty Meadows  21/F/Pennsylvania
(21/F/Pennsylvania)   
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