Tequila kisses & ***** thoughts,
Hungover love shines through tired eyelids of mine
Drink, drank, drunk, on liquor, on each other.
Punch drunk love, is not real love.

I know you're my hangover love.
Hangovers ****. Just like heart break.
I found a bottle (of *****) on an island (I was lost on).
So I sat on the shore and wrote a letter discouragement tore.
So I opened (the bottle) and I drunk it (to the bottom).
Now I’m drunk. I rolled up my sos and slipped it in the bottle,
And with my last (bit of oomph) I through it (into the shallow).

What have I done? (wrecking our relationship).
Where has she gone? (Call this the 2nd Titanic).
I’m a bad actor and the world is my stage!
No more happily ever after for me.
I’m holding on to a straw (on an island) in the *****’s mirage.
(The *****’s mirage).

Stroking her hair (like the strings of a guitar).
I hear music in the air (and love’s in my lungs).
When she touches me (it’s like I’m touching her).
But now that she’s gone (all memories are a blur).
But our photo album is a book (every picture speaks a thousand words).

What have I done? (wrecking our relationship).
Where has she gone? (Call this the 2nd Titanic).
I’m a bad actor and the world is my stage!
No more happily ever after for me.
I’m holding on to a straw (on an island) in the *****’s mirage.
(The *****’s mirage)

I hold my eye to the bottle I told you I through into the shallow.
I’m glad I didn’t because, through it, I see the world different.
Beneath the voda, the *****, I see Atlantis, like Milo,
I see the heart of my farrah and next thing I know
I hear the music in the air and I feel love in my lungs.

I go up to her and say;

What have I done? (wrecking our relationship).
Where have you gone? (after this 2nd Titanic).
I’m a bad actor and the world is my stage!
No more happily ever after for me.
I’m holding on to a straw (on an island) in the *****’s mirage.
(The *****’s mirage)
Dec 2, 4, 2018
What made reading this worthwhile for you?
Haylin Nov 30
Hey you, yes you, with the razor in your hand and the tears in your eyes, I hope this has reached you in time

Don't drag that blade across your wrist, leg, hip or tummy

Hey you, yes you, with the  pills in your hand and death on your mind. I hope this has reached you in time

Don't swallow those pills. I actually care

Hey you, yes you, with the rope around your neck and ***** on your breath. I hope this has reached you in time

Don't jump don't hop just stop. Remove the rope climb off the chair, I care

hey you, yes you, with the horrid past and a bright future. I'm glad this reached you in time

Now you see that I care
Marsha Nov 22
on her wild nights,
she smells of
*****,
cigarettes,
and
delicious sweat.
Peninsula Oct 23
Late night playing with a fake gun
Pointer finger married to the middle one
Latched to the side of my head
I let out a whisper through my teeth
As clenched as the fist on my chest
I let out a whisper through my lips
They shiver with the thought of death
I'm scared but sometimes I want to do it
I often pick fight with myself
Not knowing which side wants to win
I click one-two and hold my breath
Shake as I ***** all the ***** into the sink
And shake off the ***** and sink to my bed
Chaundra Oct 22
There’s ***** inside my veins
Words can’t explain what I feel for you
You got me thinking
And feeling blue
Let’s go on an adventure tonight
I wore the underwear you say
“They look so nice”
I miss you
I know you do too
Ray Ross Sep 11
I was drunk last night.
I made a sandwich at one in the morning
I hated the feeling of alcohol
Burning in my stomach,
But I was drunk last night,
I was alone.
I remembered how
I stood on the edge of the cliff,
I had no fear that time,
Because if I'd died, I wouldn't care.
The way my arm was torn and split,
So I could prove that I still feel,
I wasn't drunk then.
But I was drunk last night.
I wrote poetry about wristwatches
And watched music videos
Until I passed out in this bed.
I don't know why I did it.
But I feel sick today.
Sam Kelly Jul 24
Baby I just wanna get drunk
A little something to get me outta this funk
Maybe get some smoke into these lungs
Laugh at terrible jokes and finger guns
Play some old records that I hate
While you tell me why they’re so great
Get freaked out at how fast time goes
I’ll fall asleep on the floor in my clothes
Just a chilled night, nothing crazy
I just wanna get drunk with you baby
12 | Heartbreak in Hatfield

I just wanted to create a few unforgettable memories.
Every night we mixed *****, love, ***, **** and Hennessy.
After all this time, I do not know why I am still longing for you.
Even after all the painful and senseless **** you put me through.
I turned my pain into poetry and I haven’t looked back ever since.
I wish you’d never ask about my love life because I could never love or be loved right.

After all this time, I do not know why I am still longing for you.
Even after all the painful and stressful **** you put me through.
I remember you from your beautiful brown eyes down to the empty promises you cursed me with.
I was a lost boy in my youth and I spent most of my precious time blowing smoke in my room.
I hope you have found a way to finally stop smoking cigarettes and drinking ***** like there’s a message in the bottle.
I hope you have finally found peace, love and happiness in this wonderful city called Pretoria.
Everyone in your life changed but I didn’t, I guess you were wrong about me.
It’s June now so while you find comfort in your complacency just know that I’ll be leaving soon.
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