Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Dec 2013
words thick with liquor
and thoughts drowned by *****
my sober thoughts are at bay
I silence my insecurities
with another shot of ***

all I want to do is hold you
ask you to be mine
beg you to let me be yours
stroke your face gently as you sleep

I want to treat you as you should be treated
be there to hold your hand
every time sorrow flickers through your
troubled mind

I want to tell you all this
I want you to know
how lovely you are
but no amount of *** will give me
the courage
AM
Written by
AM
447
   Rob Rutledge
Please log in to view and add comments on poems