Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jan 2018
One am
They take off
Iā€™m turning away
The heavy withdrawal
Feeling down in the dumps
Like unfulfilled waste
The night eclipsed me
So, I wait in this dingy place
Tears scratch
Facile but still withholding
Heavy hearted & completely deserted
Blue downcast
A somber cold night
Weeping & strolling home slow
Teardrops gush & drench the alleyway
Deaf & hot-headed
Unalarmed of the time & place
So delicate & vulnerable
Unsafe & unstable
Fanatically out in the open
Iā€™m so dim & run-down
So, buried yet exposed
Confessions of Aggression
Written by
Confessions of Aggression  Seattle, WA
(Seattle, WA)   
354
     Tash Mckay, Traveler and Halsea Callis
Please log in to view and add comments on poems