Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
May 2018
plasma

  on the wall



a           few tears for the ones who   didn't make it


.


i can't hate.

i can't hate   anymore.


I hurt myself


i cursed my self,

i sabotaged    my own  life--

and threw away my opportunity.

i kicked out people
who cared-
and   insisted on  fighting for me.


But  I thought I knew better.

now i'm paying for it --   and the dull ache     in my head  haunts          me  ,

and the dim
shadow


  entices   me
Jay earnest
Written by
Jay earnest  30/M/Socal
(30/M/Socal)   
102
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems