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Jul 2018
It creeps in my head late at night
It won't let me sleep what a dreadful fright
In the morning when I wake it is in my head
If it were not for my stubbornness I am sure I'd be dead
It is in my head when the songs play
It is in my head every day
It is all bottled up and in my head
It is all my feelings that I left unsaid
All of my feelings and the words I should have said to you
I am not sure when......but I know I will......speak my mind and tell you how i feel .....deep inside only bout you baby.....maybe a week maybe more
I will tell you all that's for sure
Because of these feelings I can't even sleep
Sometimes late at night you will hear me weep
So sweet little princess with those sparkling eyes......it's because of this that our love never dies
#when I try to sleep......listen close you will....hear me weep
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