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Sketcher May 2020
I hug them close, day after day,
And they hate when I start to pull away,
And they pull back tighter and tell me to stay,
And I'm at a loss for words, not knowing what to say,
All of her emotions are on display,
Which makes her glow like a ray,
Of sunshine in early May,
Outshining my soul enshrouded in gray,
Warming me, making me melt like clay,
Deeper into her arms, I pleasantly decay,
Making me feel lighter than a feathers weight,
Making the universe let me know it's all okay.
Sketcher May 2020
I used to make you feel like a terrible person,
For choking on the marijuana smoke,
Knowing that your lungs would slowly worsen,
The smoke fog covering you like a cloak,
Now I am aware that I had a worse addiction,
I was addicted to the love you gave me,
Which was perfectly fine, but the real affliction,
Was that I didn't love you, you weren't my baby,
I thought I loved you, but I was just attached,
I didn't understand or accept you,
For eight months, it was the longest crash,
Cause not once did I truly respect you,
I wouldn't let you,
Hang out with friends,
Trying to protect you,
Which was wrong,
Except you,
Smoked your ****,
And got high,
With some guys,
And kinda,
Just let 'em slip,
Into your ******,
I deserved it, but *****,
You should've broke up with me first,
Should've just ended that eight month curse,
Or maybe at any point communicated,
Since I sincerely thought I was educated,
Regarding relationships,
But you never threw a single fit,
When I objectified you,
I never lied to you,
That was your bad habit,
But the reason why we split,
Really wasn't that elaborate,
I'm happier now,
And I hope you are too,
Now that you lived through me,
I see through a new view,
A healthier one,
One of respect,
Optimistic thinking,
Not thinking of you less.
Sketcher May 2020
Star struck, star luck, star power,
Stomp Goomba, stomp Koopa, stomp Bowser,
Eat shrooms and make 'em ******* cower,
And Luigi said it's over, you'll see us in an hour.
Sketcher May 2020
What code is this?
It's Oedipus.
A silly cypher,
Disgusting predicates,
Snip the wire,
For instant level-headedness,
Insistent thoughts of devilish,
Hellish psychological embellishments,
Third day comers are late to ****,
And word play lovers may cherish this.
Sketcher May 2020
Inhale, ****,
Take a rip,
Then lean in closer.
Exhale, smoke,
Lock your lips,
With rose and clover.
Decide tomorrow's fate,
By tonight's,
Hand guidance.
Before it gets too late,
Let's take flight,
I'll let you ride this.
Take off bracelets,
Turn off lights,
And tuck away the lighter.
Under blankets,
You hold me tight,
And I'll hug back tighter.
Interlocking thighs,
Sleepy tension steep.
You stare into my eyes,
Then you drift off to sleep.
We snuggle in your bed,
My new nightly commute.
I kiss your forehead,
And whisper, "I love you."
Sketcher May 2020
Seclusion is amusing,
And places me in content,
I can relax with my mind,
Pick up the pen and vent,
Draw out my thoughts,
With emotions as my lure,
Negativity caught,
So the rest of me is pure,
See the obvious abyss,
And watch it glare back,
Reminding me of a *****,
That had a nice rack,
That's about all though,
******, didn't swallow,
Planned speech like a talk show,
She left, I lost all hope,
That's before I realized,
All her evil lies,
And side guys,
I realized,
A perfect life,
Blind to strife,
Cut and cried,
And fantasized,
I'm past that,
I think,
But sometimes,
I bring,
The past to the present,
Or blame the present on the past,
All because of some dumb promise,
That was too broken to last.
Sketcher May 2020
Being alone doesn't scare me until I feel the elating presence of another individual.
The fear of being separate creates undesirable and painful attraction.
The closeness must be mental and physical.
Joy in addition and misery in subtraction.
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