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Dec 2018
I wake up at noon everyday
Hoping to find a quick getaway
Out of this cellophane
Seranwrapping my brain
And making it stay.
I want to dance with the nobles
And make love to my wife
In the subtle grass,
Passing out hollowed cigars
As we laugh in uproars felt from afar.
Wasn't it better back in those days?

I'm drunk behind the wheel
Of my old car,
Trying to escape but only going
Back home to hell.
This ****** prison cell,
Where demons barge in at any hour
Just to say hello and beat me down.
I miss the days when it was easy to cry,
Now I'm just a hollow shell.

Now I'm in the future
Which is really more of a present.
Don't you see how far we've come?
From writhing in your sleep
To dancing with the stars,
You've made it big.
Lucy's on her way, she's a part of our gig.
Hallucinations await as the sun
Slowly decays,
Decades pass by and my problems
Melt away,
It's me, I'm happy again.
Marla
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Marla  24/F/Seattle
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     ---, Fawn and Harley Hucof
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