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Dec 2012
I'm starring at the door, it's twenty past four
and don't see your face anywhere near

Thought this could work, but you were just another ****
I want to run away so bad

I've looked so hard, let down my guard
I've been so crushed, and felt so rushed
Into everything I thought was love
Get out of my face, give me breathing space
Never needed you, always being so untrue
Finally gunna put my foot down and pick myself up
Can someone break out and find me

Trying another man on, but he was always gone
was business really more important than me?

So many times the kiss was strong
like something could happen
but too often it felt to wrong

Always open and exposed
tired of hate
but now I know when a door should be closed
lily staples
Written by
lily staples  california
(california)   
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   st64 and Laura Fitzpatrick
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