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Feb 2014
I still think about you often,
sometimes the idea of you

I never had a chance to love your words or your touch
But I love the idea of you

Part of me knows this life means nothing to time
Part of me wants to live every moment
But I can't decide

It's not because of you I promise
Just the demons and angels inside me

Sometimes I look over the edge of the barn
35 feet
To freedom

So I drink, every day
And I smoke until my brain is a fog

And sometimes the pain
Goes away

Sometimes the fear
Is kept at bay

Sometimes I sleep
14 hours
But I never dream
Someday I hope I know why

And I found a new game
To keep my mind distracted from my mind

I think you would like her
I do

But not as much
As you
Matthew Nichols
Written by
Matthew Nichols  Ozark, Arkansas
(Ozark, Arkansas)   
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