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I’m losing my mind.
Don’t you understand?
I’m desperately reaching out for your hand.
Don’t leave me hanging, slipping, falling…
down into the endless abyss of darkness,
Never destined to land.
You’ve saved me once before,
But this time there are no safety ropes.
I’m free-falling, plummeting, going down…
My only hope Is for you to save me now.
I’m losing my ...
Monday 18th June 2018 2:59 pm
I lost you today
I understand you, but then again I do not.
You led me back to a time last year
which I no longer remembered.
I made a mistake, which cannot be forgiven.
You hold these moments in your thoughts
thrashing around like a rollercoaster
until it derails and crashes head long into its target.
I know I am hesitant and full of doubt
but I had you fully in my heart.
If you we...
Monday 21st May 2018 10:08 pm
If you're not careful you can get lost in the woods of your mind.
My piece of advice would be to bring with you a guide.
Someone to hold your hand and walk you through.
So that if something is lurking you have someone to hold onto.
Make sure the person you bring is trustworthy.
That they'll stick around when it starts to get scary.
Things go bump in the night and more-so in these woods.
Thursday 26th April 2018 2:59 pm
that's what i use to be
that's what changed in me
that's what i came to be
that's who believed in me
was all i could see
you suddenly took all of me
had problems of your own, some i'd not yet seen
became broken down and lost while looking for me
promised to never hurt me
promised you'd never desert me
tried to be
Sunday 11th March 2018 1:53 am
Sometimes it's hard to see the light whenever you're surrounded by darkness
Have you ever felt the type of pain from looking in the mirror and not being able to recognize yourself?
Looking into your own eyes and at your own face and you say "Who is this?"
I've lost myself, yes, I'm afraid I do need some help...
But help from where? I've already been here, and I've been there...
Saturday 10th March 2018 7:41 am
This is a poem written for the guy ,from his perspective, all of my other poems are about when he and I were still together.
I lost my wallet yesterday.
Went back to the south side.
It wasn’t there.
Some dickhead must of stole it.
It really doesn’t matter.
I’m a broke boy anyway.
Friday 2nd March 2018 3:21 pm
Your very first
My most important
You held it so tight
I couldn't hold my tears
To make sure you're fed
You in the middle
Across from your neglected crib
Your first steps
Corners were quickly covered
You're getting so big
I always did my very best
Friday 19th January 2018 2:46 pm
Between the apparatus and the equipment he prowls
Perfecting his stance and menacing scowls
His carb free diet has led to irritable bowels
Hurrah the Gym Gigolo
So desperate to create a good first impression
He takes a supplement before his daily session
Leaves him ripped but prone to acts of aggression
You what? The Gym Gigolo
After his protein shake he pumps hi...
Wednesday 17th January 2018 10:45 am
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