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Jul 2014
An hour of sleep per day, that's 3
I'm not asking for help, but please
I'm starting to see shadows and I can't tell if it's you
Can't tell if I'm even capable of seeing your hue
Somewhere on a scale of TV gray and simple blue
Gonna need more than shapes, going to need more than a clue

Heavy eyes drag me down
The only thing getting me through are the sounds
They were yours isn't that funny
The lack of Sun today is surprising
Meets my mood in a world where my mind is always running

Heavy eyes drag me down
But ******* trees will set me free
Nothing like the caffeine I get when I look at your face
Nothing like the feeling in my stomach after I finish that case
Momma always told me slow and steady, learn to pace
Sorry ma, her words were laced
And when she kissed me I fell **** faced

Where's the evidence
Help me find the fire
Erase my temper
Exhale the liar

Silence this highway
My ears are bleeding
Can't get anywhere on foot when everybody's driving a car
I'll never get anywhere, all this relativity is way too far

It was better when you never wrote me letters
God's sitting on clouds and chuckling under his breath
Saying isn't it funny how you need her now and she's the one you had to let go, you had to let go because you weren't any better

I'm on my knees, I'm not asking for help, but please
Where's the evidence
Help me find the fire
Erase my temper
Exhale the liar
ZWS
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ZWS  29/M/Richmond, VA
(29/M/Richmond, VA)   
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