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Jan 2013
Today, I’m sorry,
Yesterday, I was rude
This fear of losing you is sending me reeling
Right around this trailing cylinder
Holding my thoughts
Feelings
Emotions
Locked tight in my heart
You hold the key
Just a jester telling jokes
I make you smile
Laugh
Maybe even cry with joy
You see me for who I am
And I see you
I wear my heart on my shoulder
So I don’t go and lose it
My lungs on my shirt
My ribs on my jeans
I store my words in my shoe
Hoping I’ll stamp them out
Before they leave my mouth
This world is my mistake
I shouldn't get involved
I’m lost in the sanity of this voyage
It seems so right
Its taking me somewhere I don’t know
A destination of hesitation
I wait for your response
Praying it comes with a fraying voice
Mitchell S Bartlett
Written by
Mitchell S Bartlett  Camden, Maine
(Camden, Maine)   
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   Aaron McDaniel and Andrea Lopez
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