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Oct 31
I'm struggling with so much
taking down the vacancy sign in my head
moving on from your touch
watching rot grow on broken bread.
Haven't talked to you in months
and I feel like an addict
searching for your acceptance, I'm on the hunt
so exhausted and erratic.
Know you're all wrong for me
sickening, like a bad habit
you are the trap
and I get far too close, silly rabbit.

Something I always come back to
a song with an all too catchy rhyme
playing over and over again
how long until you exit my mind?
I think it's been too long know
I really think it's time.
B
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B  21/F/TX
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