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Drab Sep 30
Her rubs my shoulders.
Deep down my back.
His sinewy muscles flex…
Then he sends me out…..

To fight the good fight….
NOTE - Just thought of this one....
It's my dogs...jk
Jeremy Betts Sep 27
Due to
Virtue
And a feeling true
I would die for you
But,
Why would you ask me to?

©2024
Jeremy Betts Sep 26
Later,
When I drop the ball
Do me a favor,
Stand over there
As I teeter
Between take it or give it all
And "why even bother?"
I've made the call,
No answer
So forever I will fall
Screaming into the ether

©2024
Do not ask me who I am
Ask me why I am
For that will give me peace
An affirmation of my existence
Amongst the many others God created
A lamb to the slaughter?
who understands the sacrifice she is going to be  put up for and makes peace with it
A clown in a Circus?
One who's duality knows no bounds
A looming shadow?
One with a beating heart
A crow amongst the doves?
Shrewd and menacing
A grasshopper in an ants colony?
Who understands life best in the depth of it's ruins
Jeremy Betts Aug 31
I cry
Recently quite a lot
Some tears fall with no why
Most are no longer fought
Like rain from the sky
Weather wanted or not
Emotions flood the eye
The mind an impossible knot
Man card revoked, no reapply
I push through all for naught
Every try
A long shot...
But it's all I got

©2024
Jeremy Betts Aug 31
Honestly
I don't know what's wrong with me
Can't pinpoint why no one wants me
I just don't seem to be worthy
Not worth it to friends
Not to lovers
Not even family
And what's worse
Is if there's a god
I'm not worth his time either
And he's the creator
So that hurts
Because supposedly
He made me
I cry alone
When no one wants you
You can't expect them to care
Anything about a single tear
Sitting forever
Across from an empty chair
With a double dose of fresh despair
Topped with doubt and fear
And unlike times prior
It can no longer be covered by a simple veneer
Or distracted by yet another maybe year
'Cause you're always askin',
"How come he don't want me man?"
And when I reach out for an embrace...
There's no one ever there

©2024
•°•°•THE UNCLE PHIL YOUTUBE CLIP•°•°•
It gets me every time
https://youtu.be/gMNsMdnSBIk?si=KVKvZp-aeSEuqTVd
Lucas Grant Aug 20
Find me lying outside your room,
Wearing only Black Couture,
Rose by Rose your dragon tattoo,
**** for me and I'll be yours

Thunders lighting up your walls
Sat reminding of all i had before
You sit and sing about my Black Couture

Staring down at your car
Infidelity tattooed on your arm
So tell me what did you expect the consequences to be
What more did you expect me to endure
Not a man of silk or an ethical being but at least I was yours
All of me and more

I shot
And buried you in Black Couture
Based on the senseless betrayal that comes with love I delve into the haunting that follows an affair and wonder what could have been.
Lucas Grant Aug 20
Concentrated anger finds me between the symmetrical collision of clocks,
Two matte black hands reaching for my neck as the hull of my ship crumbled under the weight of a restless consciounce , drowning in secluded tears by empty knowledge docks
Silenced by superiors to a point that my forced vow of tranquility deprived me of my sight
Still asking for your thought process and what gave you the right
Listing my flaws and making them public
Constant thoughts you had in happier times no longer remained unpublished
Spilling secrets at private parties knife to my neck a notoriety still tarnished if you aim for the head
Only burning my reputation to avoid a longer sentence, openly confessing unrequited sympathy
For the witness
The accused
The guilty
You called me all but the prosecutor
A title stolen so untimely by hands of crimsen, deep eyes of green and and a mind so emotionally refined you seemed unperturbed by the ****
How?
Pushed off the bridge of sighs,
Reasons in the plenty
Imagined a 1000 times,
Granted one final look at my tarnished memory
Signed off with a kiss and two crosses by its side the culpable apparently on nobodies mind but the name liberte the only one on mine
The sense of betrayal when turned on by a once friend but they antagonise you so know one suspects the real villain
As I watch the wind blow in another day,
Many dreams will fade from yesterday,
The sun will rise again, a new day will begin,
I'm still searching.

We often think, our plans are carved in stone,
Then we look around and were all alone,
Was it wasted time, did we learn in our mind,
Were back to searching.

Searching for the reason, why I am here,
Am I cold, or am I getting close or near,
I will search until the end, some thoughts,
I will stretch and bend, I just know this life, is real,
And  not a game of pretend.

Your ticket will expire, at the end of your stay,
You can't renew it, there is no way,
So make good use of your life, this time,
Find answers for all the questions, within your mind,
Just keep searching.    


                         The original: Tom Maxwell  C  10/ 06/ 05 AD
Wow I wrote this 19 years ago , I can honestly say, I'm still searching....
Jeremy Betts Aug 8
"Last thing I remember was being in
This death spiral tail spin
A nightmare I woke up still in
My question?
Why then
Should I bother to wake up again?
Does anyone have a good explanation
Nearing even a distant point of reason?"
He asked in desperation

©2024
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