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The Jolteon Nov 2017
After friday
Saturday
Sunday
Comes me
After the lights
Come back on
You remember
My number
The Jolteon Nov 2017
I am empty
Empty empty
A bottle once full
Spilled on the floor
A feeling that is fleeting
Still searching for more
This poem is about trying to fill a void with alcohol. Alcohol is a drug, treat it like any other
The Jolteon Nov 2017
Got all these sweets
But no one to give them to
Got a lot of time on my hands
But no one to give it to
Feeling pretty lonely lately
Hope to confide in you
The Jolteon Nov 2017
Somebody to creep
Through these cold
Lonely
Streets with me
These old lonely
Beats
That keep playing
In my head
Someone to hold my hand
While we see
Everything we’ve been missing
In this city
The Jolteon Nov 2017
No Text Back

My phone stays silent
For days and days
Even though I text you
You don't hear me
I guess that's what I get
Blocking other people
Only wanting to talk to you
What goes around comes around
Make up excuses
Six days later
Your fingers find your phone
Your phone finds me
The sad part is
I'll text you back
Saying how are you doing?
That I've been missing you
The Jolteon Oct 2017
I just want to treat you right
Someone that I actually like
Someone that will stay the night
Who doesnt leave before it turns light
In my dark times
I look for people i can fight
Ones that **** up my life
That don’t care what’s inside
The Jolteon Oct 2017
Like what use am I
What can I even contribute
Always second guessing myself
Always always
I never think
I'm good enough
It hurts to say the truth
Sometimes
Because sometimes
I just can't say the truth
When I really need to
Self doubt
Self loathing
Self anger
I just want to help others
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