Nowhere to go at 11:23 PM

by Poet on the Piano   Feb 21, 2015


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why do i feel the need to confess my memories to you?
i don't want to lose them - you - in a pain induced coma

how did missing someone become so routine?
how did missing life - you - become so morose?

why can't i be held this late in slipping unsure arms?
do angels shadow me in hearts that i have given up on?

on obtuse versions of reality, of - you -
that my system cannot possibly embody

in this world...

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Written 2/20/15

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