Be.

Can’t you see

You should let me be?

Before I flee,

Just set me free.

Held captive by twines of the city,

All we needed was our minds at liberty.

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Dove.

Going double

It spells trouble.

Son of a gun,

They call it fun.

Evil is love

Masked as a dove.

Twisted fate

And undying hate.

Left at the end,

A broken heart to mend.

Leap.

Grabbed some gin,

And tobacco by tins.

Going for a spin,

After an awful din.

All I wanted was to win,

Gambling was my only sin.

Lost it all, not even a lint

Left for me, no hopes to pin.

I leapt – all I saw was blue and green,

“Drink like a fish,” says Jim Beam.

Forgetful I am, of yesterday’s dreams

I’m now just a fish without a fin.

Desperate and unable to swim,

Repaying my debt, my life cost a mint.

The last of my grin,

Now gone with the wind.

Slow.

Issues on a roll,

We’re on all time low.

I said,

“There’s still some rice on the bowl.”

He said,

“Don’t let the food run cold.”

Now we will go real slow,

But baby, we will reach our goal.

Fake.

He said I’m cold,

But he made a mistake.

It’s a blow,

The things said were fake.

It has taken a toll,

The past has been raked.

I don’t know,

How long it’s going to take.

But don’t let that doubt grow,

For goodness sake.

I’m not cold,

And I’ve no hate.

Please let him know,

Before decisions are made.

‘Cause when I go

Through the exit gate,

It’ll be three hours or so,

To the relationship’s wake.

Disarray.

A spell you threw my way,

Oh, I remembered that day.

Triggered my mental disarray,

Oh, now you gotta pay.

It was the first week of May,

Back when I was still gay.

It was crazy in a way,

That was before you got away.

Cheap Thrill.

Nervous and sensitive, 

You were short-fused.

Naive and innocent,

I was easily amused.

Me and you,

We had overnight deals.

Deliberately obtuse,

That I felt for you.

The layers you peeled,

They’ve yet to fully heal.

You were my muse,

But I was a mere cheap thrill.

Rain.

I can’t say I’m just feeling a tad sad,

Never thought it would hurt this bad.

A friend I’d love to be,

But a friend I wouldn’t dare be.

I guess we need to stop at fifth,

Because it’s you – I can’t fall in love with.

A bond like that I would try to break,

An ache beyond this I shouldn’t take.

Innocence.

Feelings you’ll never see,

Romantic we’ll never be.

Efforts I’ll never see,

Like me they’ll never be.

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