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Jul 2013
We've been passing bottles between these leather couches since we were old enough to hang out
without a babysitter

All of a sudden all those distant things
we fantasized about while getting drunk for the
first time have developed lives of their own
and climbed into our's...
all ugly and distorted
from what we had imagined
through our hazy mind's eye....

Now I'm looking at your hazy eyes
all worn out and confused
And I can feel my heart breaking
beneath my skin
The cage that shelters my blood,
cracking all over
As your smile fades into
the apathy of a tired agony

I swear this empathy will be the death of me
A love so excruciatingly deep that it can feel
every heart beat that your's skips
And it overwhelms me
Your pain is the most misplaced of mine
I don't understand why
it aches so deeply to see you ache at all
And you're not the only one
No
Look around
At the people we've become
I'm crying for everyone
Morgan
Written by
Morgan  25/F/Scranton Pa
(25/F/Scranton Pa)   
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