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rey Mar 2019
a shot of *****
home alone
cries at night
when you’re alone
stealing cigarettes
and burnt up matches
slim smiles
tired laughs
burning daydreams
mind of fire
long days
late hours
missing love
wanting more
maintaining youth
with society’s
corruption
sad ideas
and no love
not a call
from heaven
above
fearing nothing
scared of
everything
acting tough
needing love

it’s hard being a kid
when society pushes
you to grow up.
i want simpler times back
rey Mar 2019
i don’t strive to be beautiful
but i find beauty in humor.

i’d rather charm you with my personality
instead of a face i paint on.

i’d rather see you smile because of me
than to flirt without boundaries.

i’m different and i want you
to love that about me.
rey Mar 2019
i cling to those who hurt me most
and those who don’t care about me.

i’d let someone take all of my happiness
in exchange for a second of attention.
rey Mar 2019
i went from smiles
to sadness
too fast.

i saw my glow
become dim
and disappear

but i was a stranger
to who i am
now.

9 months ago
and today -
i’m a different person.

though my smile
still turns sad
i’m better than i was.
rey Feb 2019
once you stop
waiting for love
and searching for a partner
they tend to show up
at the right moments
rey Feb 2019
Our coughing laughs
seem endless,
though we know our ends are near.
A puff or two
off the cigar
under muffled breaths.
A smoke-filled room
and memories
afloat.
Old times
and old pals
reunited with these puffs.
Memories from long ago
when times were simple
and life was vibrant.
Now it seems as if we’ve
completely forgotten
what it felt to be young.
Young and smoking
a meaningless cigarette.
Older and breathing in
a cigar,
like it’s the last one
we’ll ever have.
Time truly
changes
us.
:)
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