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Lucy Mohr May 2018
You think its gonna be a friendship.
You tell yourself, "No, hes not like that..."
its one drink after another....
next thing you know, hes got you right where he wants you.
he's got you panting his name among other things...

Then your his wifey... his boo... his shorty....

you do everything for him.
you clean the house, you dress up nice, you give him pleasure.
he's out late, comes home drunk and high.
Momma told you that he was bad news.
Dad wont even talk to you.

you act concerned, but your in too deep, you love the *******.
then it hits you when he hits you.
you say hes just mad, he'll calm down in an hour.
Yeah, an hour turns to a day, then a week, then a month, then a year. it never ends, the river of tears.

You are scared to leave him, but youre scared to love him too.

maybe you should have turned down that drink.....
Living like this is no excuse. Just because he says he loves you doesn't mean he actually does. Leave while there is still time.
Lucy Mohr May 2018
the hardest thing to do right now, is choose.
Lucy Mohr May 2018
"Don't worry about the monsters under your bed, honey...
Worry about the monsters inside your head..."
Lucy Mohr Apr 2018
Chocolate and beer.
anger and fear.
your hands on my body.
hard and softly.

cigarettes and love.
the lion and the dove.
***** and drugs.
the same old plugs.

**** these cravings.
**** these
****.

God help me...
I'm not me.
i can't control myself.
Lucy Mohr Apr 2018
Thanks for teaching me so many things about life.
You remind me that I am not worth sacrificing.
I am too unique to die.
I am worth it all.
you let me be weird.
You taught me to "work smarter not harder."
you judge the hell out of my welds, but hey, you are better at it.
you have the best hugs, and your laugh is infectious.
you are the best big brother this little sister could ever as for.
I am **** lucky to have you in my life,
and I don't want it to end.
to my big brother joey
Lucy Mohr Apr 2018
The fire in my belly
the boots on a dancefloor
the felt hat i wear.

Texas is my home
no one can take it away
lone star state of mind

Allan, Waylon, George.
my idols growing up.
Texas is home

frio river, gulf coast
fishing in summer
barbequing in spring.

my home sweet home
is the country music
in the truck

my home away from home
is in the shop
with my brother and a welder
i was listening to Allan Jackson and i thought about this
Lucy Mohr Apr 2018
you are the only
medicine in the cabinet that
seems to work on me

Your kisses are my
Benadryl, your hugs are my
Tylenol and I feel better.

you make me feel better everyday.
I currently am suffering with allergies, and i got the idea for this poem because i am taking so much medication to help this out of my system. I said to my boyfriend htat he was my medicine and now it turned into this...
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