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Jul 2013
I am tired of you  
And your lies
I am tires I'd knowing how you cry
You climbed ladder and said you were Christ
You took some bulbs and stuck them on your head
And said I am ******* god
But let's be honest to the bone
Polish your sandy alters
For the first time in decades
Let me tell you something
I an tired of the sorrys
Because your just ******* sorry I found out
I am titled of the I will change
Because all you do is change your lies
I am tires of knowing
That when you go on and **** her
You promised me your love.
Please tell me how you are different
Because I think your mask is full of fleas
I am third of writing words
That heal me less
And make you eternal
Because let me break it down
Let me so clealry honest
I want you so bad
Want you so ******* bad
To be who I thought you were
I can't deny
How much sleep I loose when I know
I don't have you.
Or the fireworks in your heart
You have them
A
*******
god
And me
I have coffee
For
How tired
I have become
I have drunk nights to yell at you at 12
I have arguments stuffed in my head
I have my hand open
To you
I have my heart closed
To your voice.
I have an ark full of things
For you
And I don't understand what she has
What she gave you
Devil
Oh devil
You become
Turning my heart to stone
Devil
You ******* devil
Just a *****
With a ****
As useful as any stick
Maybe one day it will click
You make me sick
Because you lick
Anything that you think will trick
No one will pick
You for love
Maybe just a glove.
Written by
Victor Carrillo
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