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*i have gotten to the point where couches and trunk seats just dont do it for me, lawns and attics arent as exciting as they used to be, alcohol and **** are just another excuse to forget, words on a screen telling me i am beautiful have lost all meaning i have gotten to a point where i want to just be held innocently, without the thoughts of "how am i going to get in her pants" with only the looks of love, and not the kind that is hiding the lust i want for once to be cared for, to actually be treated right but i think that is too big of a burden for anyone   to try and hold*
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Apr 26, 2015
Apr 26, 2015 at 11:46 AM UTC
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*i have gotten to the point where couches and trunk seats just dont do it for me, lawns and attics arent as exciting as they used to be, alcohol and **** are just another excuse to forget, words on a screen telling me i am beautiful have lost all meaning i have gotten to a point where i want to just be held innocently, without the thoughts of "how am i going to get in her pants" with only the looks of love, and not the kind that is hiding the lust i want for once to be cared for, to actually be treated right but i think that is too big of a burden for anyone   to try and hold*
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Apr 26, 2015
Apr 26, 2015 at 11:46 AM UTC
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