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Freezing rain drizzles off of my apartment roof tonight I'm afraid of driving on sheets of ice and I've only got six hours to go I should be asleep by now The numbers on my clock are an irritatingly sharp red and they stare at me all night reminding me that they run things Not sleeping is one of my hang ups I have this bad habit of leaving my coat on the floor so this isn't my hang up because someone usually hangs it up for me Although I'd feel like less of a burden if I hung my own coat up when I come in from the freezing rain so I try They know I'm just forgetful so they don't get mad They think I'm brilliant in other ways which is comforting Sometimes my hang up is wondering if I am at all brilliant if I am a good person I run my fingers along all my old scars and fight the urge to make new ones
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Jan 18, 2014
Jan 18, 2014 at 7:17 PM UTC
Get Out Of My Head Charles
Freezing rain drizzles off of my apartment roof tonight I'm afraid of driving on sheets of ice and I've only got six hours to go I should be asleep by now The numbers on my clock are an irritatingly sharp red and they stare at me all night reminding me that they run things Not sleeping is one of my hang ups I have this bad habit of leaving my coat on the floor so this isn't my hang up because someone usually hangs it up for me Although I'd feel like less of a burden if I hung my own coat up when I come in from the freezing rain so I try They know I'm just forgetful so they don't get mad They think I'm brilliant in other ways which is comforting Sometimes my hang up is wondering if I am at all brilliant if I am a good person I run my fingers along all my old scars and fight the urge to make new ones
Amy-Grindhouse
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Jan 18, 2014
Jan 18, 2014 at 7:17 PM UTC
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