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Sep 2010
fresh words
for an old ache
another pang
on the same ol' stake.
how many more pangs
is this **** gonna take.

i want to break through
you're screen door
i want to scream
until my lungs can't anymore
& i wanna show you
that my heart was a *****

i loved everyone
who looked my way
i loved everyone
who had something to say
it wasn't worth
the price i had to pay
to let you pull my hair
and kiss my lips 'til they fray

to let you slip me notes
and lip my back
but at being subtle-
those skills we both lack
& thus our worlds
quickly started to crack
and so i grabbed the Camels
from my brown rucksack

to hell with dignity
to hell with what's true
i wanted one thing
i wanted you
so easily you caved
YOU asked if i wanted to
then i started to see your soul
in a different, darker hue

a selfish lying *******
that's all you are
so naturally this thing
couldn't go very far
but my expectations
were to the same par
i couldn't destroy the sight
of your body in my car

i don't like the face in the mirror
what you've made out of me
but it was always inside
something i ******* see
at least now i can let go
something's been set free
& if this happened over
i'd still give you the key
Written by
Angelica Rivera
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