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Ithaca Apr 2019
Yeah life’s been pretty boring without you
I won’t lie, it’s my own ******* fault
I’ve lost count of how many chances you gave
And I drowned my loneliness in salt

I don’t think I’m a terrible person anymore
But it doesn’t stop me from closing the door
YouTube videos teach me assertiveness
I hold the key to my loneliness

I’ve got the key in the lock
But I haven’t the strength left to turn it
I cried for help
But when you came I just told you to *******
I’ve got this
And the cycle repeats
Over
And over
And over and
Over and over and
Over and over and over
And over and over and over
Until
Danica Nov 2018
Starring at the window
Waiting for the glow
Starry Starry night
Where does my heart go

Blurry blurry sight
You hurt me so right
It makes me feel blue
I don't have a clue

The rain start to fall
So does my eyes too
Waiting for the night
That I'm gonna be alright

Those season I have
that I never had
That I've been this bad
For our second chance
on being favoured he had
an immense desire
to be numero uno with
everyone lit his fire
the unabated chase
in wanting a selfish admire
yet he got bogged down
by his messy quagmire

after some while supporters
deserted his camp
for they'd no longer be
a reliable rubber stamp
all the cheerleaders took
away his resolute ramp
there he was left as
a failed starring champ*

the bright spotlight didn't
shine on him again
his devotees worked out
the idol's me train
as we all know stardom
is a transient plain
not ever staying fixed
*in its worshiping strain

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