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I lay in my bed awake... Thoughts running through my head nothing I can shake. There's a fire in my brain that I just can't put out. The thought of you is turning me inside out. But not such a bad thing More like a good thing I just wish i could wake up to you in the morning. I hate how there's no wrinkles in the sheets where you lay. I miss ******** at you to clean up your mess. But I especially miss just laying on your chest. I hate that I can't help you But maybe it's for the best. I don't know.. I can't believe I'd say that. But I don't want you to think I'm your savior. I want you to survive on your own without leaning on me.
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Jul 7, 2017
Jul 7, 2017 at 2:50 AM UTC
Sleepless
I lay in my bed awake... Thoughts running through my head nothing I can shake. There's a fire in my brain that I just can't put out. The thought of you is turning me inside out. But not such a bad thing More like a good thing I just wish i could wake up to you in the morning. I hate how there's no wrinkles in the sheets where you lay. I miss ******** at you to clean up your mess. But I especially miss just laying on your chest. I hate that I can't help you But maybe it's for the best. I don't know.. I can't believe I'd say that. But I don't want you to think I'm your savior. I want you to survive on your own without leaning on me.
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Jul 7, 2017
Jul 7, 2017 at 2:50 AM UTC
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