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Mar 2018
happiness is a word i no longer find the meaning for
i loved her but now i think of her as a *****
I DEMAND NO MORE
as i lay here on the floor
as my tears pour out
i have doubt
that i meant anything to her
was i just a chauffeur to her from A to B
did she love me
what did i mean to her
life is just a blur
it's like she was a curse
that briefe happiness before it all came crashing down
now all i wear is a frown
its like i'm in a wedding gown
but i'm not walking down that isle
i am being carried in a black box
while the few who are there
watch on and cry
i fly
I'm Not Sure If I Can Take This Anymore
Ben Adam Johnston
Written by
Ben Adam Johnston  16/M/Uk
(16/M/Uk)   
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