Can't sleep
My mind echoes
Memories
And giggles
Can't rest
My heart races
Nights on the couch
A hand full of aces
Twisting and turning
Should I let you go?
My brain says yes
My heart
Always
No
So I'm caught up
Cause I feel drawn
Moth to a flame
Like the Janet Jackson song
Blind to the fact that you're MIA
No reason
No contact
These games you play
Twisting me
Unsure
And yet
I close my eyes
Just like before
And your smirk
Those ******* words
I swear I'm possessed
Better yet
Cursed
I feel you
Relentless
You whisper to me
Deny it
Hide it
You call out to me
Subconsciously
Unwillingly
Your heart to mine
I try not to write
But the mighty Divine
Takes hold of my fingers
And bids me take ink
So I draw up your lashes
Lips in pink
Caramel skin
And a beating heart
Praying that page
From art to my heart
Comes to life in my hand
So I'm not alone
Cause I'm desperately missing
The way that you moan
The way that you bit me
And left behind
Your signature
Signed with bruising
My spine
Licked with fire
Of passionate sin
What was the point of this
Poem again?
Oh yes, I remember
To just let you know
I'm wanting you ever
And needing you so
Missing you desperate
Like a chronic hit
Of a pill that releases the pain
Of this pit
Blackness within me
That you seem to calm
Guess in the end it's all like a song
A tattered old record on constant repeat
Skipping in scratches
Yet we long for it's beat
Needing to hear it
To sing along
Wanting to dance
Like smoke from ****
Illusions seared into memory
What the **** is wrong with me?
If you wanted to
You would most likely call
Maybe a sticker
A text
But nah
Nothing
And yet
Here I am still
Green light
I type
You're off
And a chill
Races throughout
My body, so cold
Done with this poem
It's getting old
Who am I kidding?
I'll be back at it
At 3
I demand the fates
Bring you to me
But starfucked
I'm stupid
Cause I know in the end
I can't help but thinking
This was all just pretend.....
©MV
Aug 7, 2015
Aug 7, 2015 at 2:26 PM UTC
Can't sleep
My mind echoes
Memories
And giggles
Can't rest
My heart races
Nights on the couch
A hand full of aces
Twisting and turning
Should I let you go?
My brain says yes
My heart
Always
No
So I'm caught up
Cause I feel drawn
Moth to a flame
Like the Janet Jackson song
Blind to the fact that you're MIA
No reason
No contact
These games you play
Twisting me
Unsure
And yet
I close my eyes
Just like before
And your smirk
Those ******* words
I swear I'm possessed
Better yet
Cursed
I feel you
Relentless
You whisper to me
Deny it
Hide it
You call out to me
Subconsciously
Unwillingly
Your heart to mine
I try not to write
But the mighty Divine
Takes hold of my fingers
And bids me take ink
So I draw up your lashes
Lips in pink
Caramel skin
And a beating heart
Praying that page
From art to my heart
Comes to life in my hand
So I'm not alone
Cause I'm desperately missing
The way that you moan
The way that you bit me
And left behind
Your signature
Signed with bruising
My spine
Licked with fire
Of passionate sin
What was the point of this
Poem again?
Oh yes, I remember
To just let you know
I'm wanting you ever
And needing you so
Missing you desperate
Like a chronic hit
Of a pill that releases the pain
Of this pit
Blackness within me
That you seem to calm
Guess in the end it's all like a song
A tattered old record on constant repeat
Skipping in scratches
Yet we long for it's beat
Needing to hear it
To sing along
Wanting to dance
Like smoke from ****
Illusions seared into memory
What the **** is wrong with me?
If you wanted to
You would most likely call
Maybe a sticker
A text
But nah
Nothing
And yet
Here I am still
Green light
I type
You're off
And a chill
Races throughout
My body, so cold
Done with this poem
It's getting old
Who am I kidding?
I'll be back at it
At 3
I demand the fates
Bring you to me
But starfucked
I'm stupid
Cause I know in the end
I can't help but thinking
This was all just pretend.....
©MV
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