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Jun 2014
i had my hopes up, i shouldn't go there
guess i'll just go home after these two beers,
so when did this start, two nights in a row,
i shouldn't check my messages, i'm ******* going home alone
i know its tuesday, i know its wednesday
how can i complain, wait i just want to get laid.

i know i blacked out the night i met you,
there was something that made me quite attracted to you
people keep saying you are such a crazy *****,
how much they want to see blood pour from your face,
i just want to see the way you move between the sheets,
and the face you'll make while you're taking all of me

this is a ghost town, if it wasn't i wouldn't feel so let down
just know you already blew it, by the time you hear these words it's too late
could have had a real fun fling, i just wish you learned the hard way
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