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Please, God, help me get through just one more day It feels like so long since I lost my way The fire that fuels is the one that destroys Looking at the ceiling and my head's all noise My only friend left is the ticking clock I guess that's what happens when you try to walk Down a tightrope of twine on a lake of flames I pick apart the past and don't know who to blame Was it me? Was it you? Was it someone else too? I felt we were close and you chose that we're through And it stung and it hung and it weighed on my back Just another brick in the emotional sack How could I tell you hated him so bad? I told you and Minxy and you both went mad And you said we were friends I guess that was a lie Now I'm stuck in my hatred and wanting to die You of all people had thought to be different While they talked around me you sat there and listened I loved you so much, almost like a brother I ******* off my poxes, you moaned about mother Then the blaze caught and it burned all the nice things we made I grabbed for a bucket, you just fanned the flames So **** it, I left, since this **** had me beat So I'm sitting outside but I still feel the heat Why are you mad? Do you hate love that bad? It was meant to be good but you made it all sad Then you jumped at the chance to act smug in that thread Making fools of yourselves there, just you and your friend Months later and its still here stuck filling my brain Thorned as a thistle and tight as a chain I want to forget and I want to move on But things just feel off with me having you gone So I'll stay and I'll think of how I can make right I won't hide away and I'll stick through the night So, hey, if you read this, just know that I love you I just miss the old Tang, I think Blazy does too
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Jan 5, 2017
Jan 5, 2017 at 9:14 AM UTC
Infernal
Please, God, help me get through just one more day It feels like so long since I lost my way The fire that fuels is the one that destroys Looking at the ceiling and my head's all noise My only friend left is the ticking clock I guess that's what happens when you try to walk Down a tightrope of twine on a lake of flames I pick apart the past and don't know who to blame Was it me? Was it you? Was it someone else too? I felt we were close and you chose that we're through And it stung and it hung and it weighed on my back Just another brick in the emotional sack How could I tell you hated him so bad? I told you and Minxy and you both went mad And you said we were friends I guess that was a lie Now I'm stuck in my hatred and wanting to die You of all people had thought to be different While they talked around me you sat there and listened I loved you so much, almost like a brother I ******* off my poxes, you moaned about mother Then the blaze caught and it burned all the nice things we made I grabbed for a bucket, you just fanned the flames So **** it, I left, since this **** had me beat So I'm sitting outside but I still feel the heat Why are you mad? Do you hate love that bad? It was meant to be good but you made it all sad Then you jumped at the chance to act smug in that thread Making fools of yourselves there, just you and your friend Months later and its still here stuck filling my brain Thorned as a thistle and tight as a chain I want to forget and I want to move on But things just feel off with me having you gone So I'll stay and I'll think of how I can make right I won't hide away and I'll stick through the night So, hey, if you read this, just know that I love you I just miss the old Tang, I think Blazy does too
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Jan 5, 2017
Jan 5, 2017 at 9:14 AM UTC
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