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Matt Jursin Nov 2009
Howbout emptyness.
Howbout sorrow.
Howbout not 'living' to see tomorrow.
Howbout it?

A round of applause for a lost cause.
For All that **** stuck under my shoe!
All the **** I stumble thru!
All the 'its' pronounced post 'Shhh'!

Those are the screams of my inner being.
Clawing it's way out from the depths of hell.
I know. You cant tell.
It's better that noone really knows me.

It's a lot easier.
Trust me.
Lover of Words Nov 2012
Love aint my thing. I don't understand it too well. The feeling is mutual. Sorry bro, but you have permanently friend zoned.
And why? You may ask. Well let me break it down. I am a GIRL.
Read my lips. Not your dude that you can just kiss every now and then. Why don't you try?
Like admit it. Do something significant.
You standing there is wasting my time. I cannot initiate.
I mean sure, let's say I did, what good would that do, or even prove.
Oh my God, you are so scared.
And it makes me want to hate you. But I stare, waiting and wishing, some confidence would grow from underneath.
Taking me within the covers of your sheets. I am not asking for a wedding ring, well least not yet.
Marriage is a long time, far into the distance.
I like my space.
If you give it to me, maybe I'll let you enter mine as well.
I cannot trust girlfriends.
They lie, they cheat, and **** my heart consistently.
Which is why I've been talking to you so I don't feel so lonely.
Why don't you take the opportunity?
Come on, get to know me!
For God sakes,
Take over,
Just a lil bit,
I don't know where to go or what to do,
Howbout you and that brain figure it out,
I don't have time to go on with these silly games…
Just ask me out already!

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