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Here I am at 11:48PM sitting at a street corner At a busy intersection of my thoughts Wondering how you and I got to this point I drive sometimes off of my normal route Wandering and down my neighborhood streets   Searching for a sign to tell me why I can't seem to piece together how we fell apart When we never learned to fall together I ask myself why it felt like I was always hospitalized After speaking to you like they were injecting   Disappointment into my bloodstream With no cure to the pain you have given me   I sit at red lights in at the near the edge of crosswalks Hoping that when the lights change I'll understand Why our paths crossed in the first place Why it was so **** hard for you to hold on Why you wouldn't hold my hand tightly at night Why my face reminded you of something much less Than a forever or an always Like I'm on a never ending journey to discover Why I feel so empty inside Why I'm always claiming second place Why I can't seem to hold onto anything   That makes my body scream "love me".
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Jan 9, 2018
Jan 9, 2018 at 6:04 PM UTC
Broken Street Lights
Here I am at 11:48PM sitting at a street corner At a busy intersection of my thoughts Wondering how you and I got to this point I drive sometimes off of my normal route Wandering and down my neighborhood streets   Searching for a sign to tell me why I can't seem to piece together how we fell apart When we never learned to fall together I ask myself why it felt like I was always hospitalized After speaking to you like they were injecting   Disappointment into my bloodstream With no cure to the pain you have given me   I sit at red lights in at the near the edge of crosswalks Hoping that when the lights change I'll understand Why our paths crossed in the first place Why it was so **** hard for you to hold on Why you wouldn't hold my hand tightly at night Why my face reminded you of something much less Than a forever or an always Like I'm on a never ending journey to discover Why I feel so empty inside Why I'm always claiming second place Why I can't seem to hold onto anything   That makes my body scream "love me".
Another old entry.
tracingmacey
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Jan 9, 2018
Jan 9, 2018 at 6:04 PM UTC
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