Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
May 2010
Please appease
i'll drown alone

sitting on my throne
made of verse and rhyme
and wasted time
and cigarettes
and 'buts' and 'yets'
and guitar strings,
engagement rings,
and bad fashion,
unfulfilled passion
and hundreds of miles
and cold bathroom tiles
and dollar bills
and cheap thrills
and glasses of wine
but mostly of wasted time.
Written by
Irene S
954
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems