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Jun 2013
I think I think I think too much
My mind wont settle, it's in a rush
My thoughts bewildered, my heart is crushed
Her eyes had fire, Her lips were lush

I think I think I messed it up
I tried to much, didn't love enough
She had me caught, She saw my bluff
I could not get through, Her mind was tough

I think I think I lost it all,
My only date to the winter ball
But should I wait or should I call
Her hair was long, Her heels were tall

I wish I wished I didn't care
The pain of it I can hardly bare
Its stabbing me, and this she shares
The same feeling. A similar pair

I wish I wished that I was dead
So all the thoughts up in my head
Would shrivel away and so i said
"I'll lay alone on my death bed"
Matt Klotz
Written by
Matt Klotz  America
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