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Jul 2022
I can only cry in my dreams
I think I busted at the seams
No more appetite
I've become light
And in the night I hear the screams
Its dark its bright its blood on screen
Gonna need sunscreen for atomic rays
Gotta be cruel yeah gotta be mean cuz it pays
Least thats what the boss says but he's full of it
Yeah hes rich and I'm worthless but he's full of ****

My skin is uncomfortable why are you feeling so emotional
In third person he's reasonable snap back and I'm emotional
I need rest but he wants to **** the constable
He feels less but I want to fill it with cables
Turn the diode on and it feels so sensational
A ***** glass or two left on the table
Just pretend the drugs are inspirational
Bard
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Bard  25/M/Anchorage, Alaska
(25/M/Anchorage, Alaska)   
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