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Aug 2013
I thought I buried my demons six feet deep
But they were only sleeping at my feet
I tossed and turned all night
A kick for the shortness of his words
A kick for missing my best friends
A kick for leaving everything
Between all the nightmares
And even through the dreams
A kick for all the addiction in my life
A kick for all the illness
And a kick for all the pain
A kick for the grief
And for the fear
A kick for the dishonesty
And for the vulnerability
I kicked and kicked and kicked
Until I unknowingly
woke every single one
Now they're standing over me
Especially angry
And I'm not so sure I can climb
out this time
Morgan
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Morgan  25/F/Scranton Pa
(25/F/Scranton Pa)   
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