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Mercy Feb 2021
I promised never to
Lay it on paper if
Its all about you
But I guess it's easier
Said than done
The more I throw away
My pen and burn up
My book
The closer I get to
Reignition of hope
Maybe we were meant
To be
I should really stop doing this
Lord have your way
I need to sleep
**** my mind just can't stop
It Should be about you girl
You promised
Look at you now
Hopping back seat
Next to insomnia and amnesia
If I knew how hard
This was gonn be
I wouldn't have Loved deep
Or not at all
Wouldn't let information
Pave into my scarce world
Built-up a fortress and
Assume an island
Coz sanity now sounds like an
Insane understanding of meaning
Lost I am in the woods of
My walls
Gulping down
Large loops of
wrong choices
Right complications
Confusing ambiance
Crowned with a cover up smile
A drunkard never admits to being drunk

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