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Eisen Pacheco Feb 2016
You always spoke of making love
but only used me for a  ****

Like a bad dream you held me
My spine still clicking to the rhythm of your teeth
as you ever so gently wrapped your arms around me

You only spoke of making love
but it never happened, not once.

I only felt flame
but never fire underneath.
You only burned me,
always left me freezing.
Eisen Pacheco Feb 2016
Self-Portrait
I am disaster.

I am the heavy rain crashing against your window and disturbing your peaceful sleep. I am the overwhelming snowstorm, and I'm every car wreck that it has caused. I am the phone call from the hospital asking you to identify a missing child. I am the empty funeral home at the wake. I am the tombstone with no name. I am the finger down the throat. I am the razor against the wrist. I am the butterfly, but only after it's wings are clipped. I am not holy, I am sin. I'm never the beautiful sunrise in the morning.

*I am every ******* lonely 3 A.M.
Old poem that I posted and deleted quite some time ago.
Eisen Pacheco Feb 2016
I'm not addicted to the substance
Don't care for the high or low
I'm not addicted to the poison
I just need to feel that blow...

I'm not addicted to the toxins
I just need to feel your lips
I don't care about the alcohol
Just my hands laid on your hips.

You only want me in the nighttime
Well darling, that's just fine
We only need another bottle
I'll drink it if it makes you mine

You never want me when you're sober
Well darling, that's okay
I'll love you even when it's over
I'll love you when you walk away.

*I'll love you when you walk away.
I'll love you still the next day.
Eisen Pacheco Feb 2016
I'd paint the ocean with the colors in his eyes.
  Feb 2016 Eisen Pacheco
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I am tired of permanently loving temporary men.
Eisen Pacheco Feb 2016
You gave a mouthful of forever,
but only showed days.
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