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Staring beside the clock on the night stand, watching the sun enter the room Giving light to all my dreams Wide awake in bed, arms are wrapped around my waist As I lay and pray For the strength to up and leave, get dressed and grab my keys Your love is keeping me Staring beside the clock on the nightstand Gotta force myself to get up, if I could only have the strength As I lay I close my eyes and pray For the strength to up and leave Those big brown eyes are now awake Talking about coffee and making pancakes Kisses in between as we prey, for the strength to up and leave One another’s arms to face reality, but you love is keeping me Get up and start our day, I take in our loving home As you stand there cooking by the stove God I love a man that cooks, Eat our food and up and go Get dressed and grab the keys Where my life begins without you 8 misery filled hours, its 8 hours I’m away from you Come home to football games and loving arms wrapped around me Telling me you always loved me and always will Yelling at the game as we eat out weekly meal It’s routine and you love it Now it’s time to go to bed, start this day all over again The whisky from tonight dinner, got me feeling frisky You keep trying for a little one to share our home Keep saying that all we need to make our family complete And you close your eyes and pray, praying for patience It’s been 4 long years and you still keep on praying What you don’t know is after every single dinner, I take my birth control Keep on praying it don’t fail with all these whisky nights It’s routine and I love it It’s morning once again and I’m thinking about work today Where I live my life without you 8 misery filled hours, 8 hours away from you Every night before I sleep, I get down on one knee Close my eyes and I pray, I pray For strength to up an leave get dressed and grab the keys I pray and I pray Your love is keeping me, handcuffed to misery I know once it’s done, there ain’t no coming home So I keep holding on just a little more Hoping for change, maybe one day you’ll see Open up those big brown eye See what loving you has done to me I know it sounds so mean, plotting my escape so keen Staring beside the clock on the night stand at my key on top my purse Close my eye and pray For strength to up and leave Get dressed and grab my keys Standing at the front door I take my last look around out loving home Where I hate our routine life Where I hate being you wife Think about my **** hole job, That I love Cause every hour I’m there, I’m away from you But I think about your arms, wrapped around me Telling me you always loved me and always will I know once it’s done aint no coming home again Open the door to leave just before I cross the threshold Staring at the morning sun, giving light to all my dreams I hear you in the room think back to those brown eyes one last time I dropped my key and purse right, right there by the door Closed the door to all of my dreams your love is keeping me Look down to hold my stomach, got the news just last week Our whisky filled Sundays have betrayed me I know once you know, I’ll give birth to all our dreams There aint no leaving after that Before I close my eyes tonight, I thank the lord for never letting me leave Hand cuffed to misery
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Oct 15, 2015
Oct 15, 2015 at 2:10 PM UTC
16 Hours of Misery
Staring beside the clock on the night stand, watching the sun enter the room Giving light to all my dreams Wide awake in bed, arms are wrapped around my waist As I lay and pray For the strength to up and leave, get dressed and grab my keys Your love is keeping me Staring beside the clock on the nightstand Gotta force myself to get up, if I could only have the strength As I lay I close my eyes and pray For the strength to up and leave Those big brown eyes are now awake Talking about coffee and making pancakes Kisses in between as we prey, for the strength to up and leave One another’s arms to face reality, but you love is keeping me Get up and start our day, I take in our loving home As you stand there cooking by the stove God I love a man that cooks, Eat our food and up and go Get dressed and grab the keys Where my life begins without you 8 misery filled hours, its 8 hours I’m away from you Come home to football games and loving arms wrapped around me Telling me you always loved me and always will Yelling at the game as we eat out weekly meal It’s routine and you love it Now it’s time to go to bed, start this day all over again The whisky from tonight dinner, got me feeling frisky You keep trying for a little one to share our home Keep saying that all we need to make our family complete And you close your eyes and pray, praying for patience It’s been 4 long years and you still keep on praying What you don’t know is after every single dinner, I take my birth control Keep on praying it don’t fail with all these whisky nights It’s routine and I love it It’s morning once again and I’m thinking about work today Where I live my life without you 8 misery filled hours, 8 hours away from you Every night before I sleep, I get down on one knee Close my eyes and I pray, I pray For strength to up an leave get dressed and grab the keys I pray and I pray Your love is keeping me, handcuffed to misery I know once it’s done, there ain’t no coming home So I keep holding on just a little more Hoping for change, maybe one day you’ll see Open up those big brown eye See what loving you has done to me I know it sounds so mean, plotting my escape so keen Staring beside the clock on the night stand at my key on top my purse Close my eye and pray For strength to up and leave Get dressed and grab my keys Standing at the front door I take my last look around out loving home Where I hate our routine life Where I hate being you wife Think about my **** hole job, That I love Cause every hour I’m there, I’m away from you But I think about your arms, wrapped around me Telling me you always loved me and always will I know once it’s done aint no coming home again Open the door to leave just before I cross the threshold Staring at the morning sun, giving light to all my dreams I hear you in the room think back to those brown eyes one last time I dropped my key and purse right, right there by the door Closed the door to all of my dreams your love is keeping me Look down to hold my stomach, got the news just last week Our whisky filled Sundays have betrayed me I know once you know, I’ll give birth to all our dreams There aint no leaving after that Before I close my eyes tonight, I thank the lord for never letting me leave Hand cuffed to misery
I've had writers block so I tried something new. Not my usual, I'm more of a personal poet. I usually write about my own experience but creating something I never lived was really new to me.
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Oct 15, 2015
Oct 15, 2015 at 2:10 PM UTC
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