Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jun 2019
My words are never complete,
poems always half finished.
I’ve deleted more then I’ve saved.
When I post my poems they’re never quite finished.

My mind is a mess,
My hopes never realized.
My dreams left unaccomplished.
When I speak to you my words are always half hearted and half complete.
I guess I’m just not the man I thought I’d be
Written by
Please log in to view and add comments on poems