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fresh words for an old ache another pang on the same ol' stake. how many more pangs is this **** gonna take. i want to break through you're screen door i want to scream until my lungs can't anymore & i wanna show you that my heart was a ***** i loved everyone who looked my way i loved everyone who had something to say it wasn't worth the price i had to pay to let you pull my hair and kiss my lips 'til they fray to let you slip me notes and lip my back but at being subtle- those skills we both lack & thus our worlds quickly started to crack and so i grabbed the Camels from my brown rucksack to hell with dignity to hell with what's true i wanted one thing i wanted you so easily you caved YOU asked if i wanted to then i started to see your soul in a different, darker hue a selfish lying ******* that's all you are so naturally this thing couldn't go very far but my expectations were to the same par i couldn't destroy the sight of your body in my car i don't like the face in the mirror what you've made out of me but it was always inside something i coudn't see at least now i can let go something's been set free & if this happened over i'd still give you the key
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Sep 30, 2010
Sep 30, 2010 at 7:13 AM UTC
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fresh words for an old ache another pang on the same ol' stake. how many more pangs is this **** gonna take. i want to break through you're screen door i want to scream until my lungs can't anymore & i wanna show you that my heart was a ***** i loved everyone who looked my way i loved everyone who had something to say it wasn't worth the price i had to pay to let you pull my hair and kiss my lips 'til they fray to let you slip me notes and lip my back but at being subtle- those skills we both lack & thus our worlds quickly started to crack and so i grabbed the Camels from my brown rucksack to hell with dignity to hell with what's true i wanted one thing i wanted you so easily you caved YOU asked if i wanted to then i started to see your soul in a different, darker hue a selfish lying ******* that's all you are so naturally this thing couldn't go very far but my expectations were to the same par i couldn't destroy the sight of your body in my car i don't like the face in the mirror what you've made out of me but it was always inside something i coudn't see at least now i can let go something's been set free & if this happened over i'd still give you the key
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Sep 30, 2010
Sep 30, 2010 at 7:13 AM UTC
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