Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
I ask myself why I'm talking like this, But it's amazing I'm even Walking like this. I just feel so hollow. Slurring when things get blurry; I took a xan to help me withstand The task at hand, And now I can barely stand, But here I am, Looking at these old pictures of us As I reminisce. I wonder if I'll remember this tomorrow. I didn't have a hand to help me up And cope with all my sorrow, So forgive me for the times When I be slumped Because of this prescription bottle. I promise I'll do better tomorrow. I just long to see your face Again. I don't sleep. I only dream of a time when This emptiness Will end. I miss my friend. All I got is a few old strings  On my guitar to try And mend my heart, But right now It's locked up in the dark, And I'm a ghost so I can't Feel these strings bend. Still I try to piece it Back together again With these words I'm trying to send Out to your golden soul And anyone else Who's listening in. Sometimes I think about Taking my life Just to see what it's like On the other side, But I know That ain't right. I just long to be By your side, The place where I called home. In a crowded room, I still feel alone, And I still hope That it's you Every time I hear the phone Ring. I wonder Will my carol of groans Ever reach your resting bones When I sing? Well I tell you I believe, But I don't know how. Yeah, the caged bird sings, But he don't make a sound Because their ain't anybody Around to hear him now. All the clouds look down On me with a frown Because they hear my voice Carrying its sorrow abound. Even the wolf and the hound Have their heads tucked down At the sight of these shoulders Walking with this weight around. I just wish you were still around. No, the drugs don't work. I know... They just make me worse, But I need a spark for this heart That left along with you In your hearse. No, the drugs don't hurt. In fact, I'm pretty numb now. Your memories paint the town So I won't be coming down soon. Night sky sanguine, Ain't no one as faded as me. I'm the highest in the room. Roll another blunt As I hit another bump, Then I blow a cloud As the line drains down; Let the pain escape to the moon. And I hate it, but I won't cry Cause if I did, It would be a monsoon. Dearly departed friend, I love you. Please don't be saddened By my bluesy tune. It's just what I had to do, To take the pain of losing you. I know you're always with me In my heart, So I know we'll never truly part. That's why I wrote a note To help me cope And keep some hope. I know it's sad, but It took everything I had To refrain; Not to hang or go insane From all this pain. I barely have any breath left, But I don't want to drown. Even though I know This soul sits heavy like lead. That's why my eyes stay red. Only the memories in my head Still play their **** instruments on time. Pictures in my mind of you Combine until I'm lost In the last trace Of the lines on your face, And I forget that I'm supposed to rhyme. It hurt to write this verse But I prayed for you first, For whatever it's worth. Yeah, I hit another line As I wrote another line, And I know... The drugs won't ever work. But at least when I'm high, I can still feel your arms around me Just one more time.
0
Nov 26, 2019
Nov 26, 2019 at 12:53 PM UTC
Dearly Departed Friend
I ask myself why I'm talking like this, But it's amazing I'm even Walking like this. I just feel so hollow. Slurring when things get blurry; I took a xan to help me withstand The task at hand, And now I can barely stand, But here I am, Looking at these old pictures of us As I reminisce. I wonder if I'll remember this tomorrow. I didn't have a hand to help me up And cope with all my sorrow, So forgive me for the times When I be slumped Because of this prescription bottle. I promise I'll do better tomorrow. I just long to see your face Again. I don't sleep. I only dream of a time when This emptiness Will end. I miss my friend. All I got is a few old strings  On my guitar to try And mend my heart, But right now It's locked up in the dark, And I'm a ghost so I can't Feel these strings bend. Still I try to piece it Back together again With these words I'm trying to send Out to your golden soul And anyone else Who's listening in. Sometimes I think about Taking my life Just to see what it's like On the other side, But I know That ain't right. I just long to be By your side, The place where I called home. In a crowded room, I still feel alone, And I still hope That it's you Every time I hear the phone Ring. I wonder Will my carol of groans Ever reach your resting bones When I sing? Well I tell you I believe, But I don't know how. Yeah, the caged bird sings, But he don't make a sound Because their ain't anybody Around to hear him now. All the clouds look down On me with a frown Because they hear my voice Carrying its sorrow abound. Even the wolf and the hound Have their heads tucked down At the sight of these shoulders Walking with this weight around. I just wish you were still around. No, the drugs don't work. I know... They just make me worse, But I need a spark for this heart That left along with you In your hearse. No, the drugs don't hurt. In fact, I'm pretty numb now. Your memories paint the town So I won't be coming down soon. Night sky sanguine, Ain't no one as faded as me. I'm the highest in the room. Roll another blunt As I hit another bump, Then I blow a cloud As the line drains down; Let the pain escape to the moon. And I hate it, but I won't cry Cause if I did, It would be a monsoon. Dearly departed friend, I love you. Please don't be saddened By my bluesy tune. It's just what I had to do, To take the pain of losing you. I know you're always with me In my heart, So I know we'll never truly part. That's why I wrote a note To help me cope And keep some hope. I know it's sad, but It took everything I had To refrain; Not to hang or go insane From all this pain. I barely have any breath left, But I don't want to drown. Even though I know This soul sits heavy like lead. That's why my eyes stay red. Only the memories in my head Still play their **** instruments on time. Pictures in my mind of you Combine until I'm lost In the last trace Of the lines on your face, And I forget that I'm supposed to rhyme. It hurt to write this verse But I prayed for you first, For whatever it's worth. Yeah, I hit another line As I wrote another line, And I know... The drugs won't ever work. But at least when I'm high, I can still feel your arms around me Just one more time.
Written by
28/M/Tennessee
Nov 26, 2019
Nov 26, 2019 at 12:53 PM UTC
Request permission to use this poem