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All trying to get somewhere Your mind has you, lost Gave you a chance to lie Now here in, memories rot Dreams and death reminded me A smile on my cheeks Here and gone again I won't mind this misery So busy loving you that I forgot to be Still
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Sep 8, 2019
Sep 8, 2019 at 2:13 PM UTC
Still
And tell me why I make such fuss About a boy across from me sitting on the bus, I try to keep his features running in my head Such lust is a spiritual death. I could not agree more but his style, Costs my eyes a side dart and a red smile, But something I tell you that I really must Talk to this boy sitting next to me on the bus, Maybe he thinks something of me, it goes to show, I can't stop staring he probably knows, Or I am something unnerving to him, What if I am? Where would I meet him sometime, Our only crossroad is a bus jam Packed with everybody going back and forth, But I cannot keep your face straight, what's the worst? I hope you someday will talk to me, But hope is not my reality.
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Jan 15, 2016
Jan 15, 2016 at 10:32 PM UTC
On the Bus
I cannot stop drinking tonight I cannot stop smoking I've had my fill but the hunger resides There is always something more that I should be doing There is always an impossible deadline a misfortune in the breeze I cannot stop thinking tonight I cannot stop thinking
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Aug 18, 2015
Aug 18, 2015 at 6:59 PM UTC
Anxiety