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Paul Sheridan Sanchez
Poems
Oct 30
Calling My Name
Every time I called your name.
Every time I believed in change.
you called me weak and lame.
Said I couldn't hang.
Said I'm to blame.
Exchange rearrange the fallen rain.
Now my pockets full of bills and change.
Now I'm known,
Now you wanna blow my line,
call my phone,
Rang! Rang! Rang!
Sorry, never home,
and I think I'm better off on my own.
No time remains,
syringe hits the vain.
Pulling back the hammer,
squeeze the trigger,
BANG!!!!
Barrell to the head.
thru the dome the bullet slowly kills the pain.
White walls painted red.
Funny how the paper contains all my shame.
entertained from all your played games.
No other way to seal the deal.
Final supper full of dread.
All your lie to ****.
Every time I hear your heels.
never looking back running for the hills.
I spin my wheels,
pushing bricks of lead.
Take these pills,
should help with the chills you feel,
but all the blood I spilled
keeps me awake in bed.
I toss and turn,
losing my head.
Going crazy
needed help but you fled.
Leaving me broken instead.
spoon feed.
Guilty pled,
feelings dead,
love for meds,
Flounders Ned.
Reverse physiology just in case you've misread.
Undesired, untouched like a moldy piece of bread.
brain matter splatters and spreads,
all my hate I bred.
hanging on by a thread.
Heart mislead,
so I sped ahead
to this weather that casts overhead.
News of the fallen king widespread.
Lost love, From the unwebbed.
#sad
#broken
#lost
#hellopoetry
Written by
Paul Sheridan Sanchez
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