Too Soon
So i'm sitting here, with me is
Mr and Mrs glass of wine and Madison cigarettes
They aren't really saying much to be honest
Save the allowance to sip and sniff them respectively.
I'm struggling to dump my misery and misfortune on them
Doesn't look like they listening anyway
So I dump them
And sit with my thoughts instead
Which brings me back to point zero
Where I had to watch you leave
Say goodbye because that's what dear dictionary
Commanded me to say
Not that I actually find any good in this goodbye word
I mean our meeting feels like just yesterday
Knowing you was like discovering myself
Found another reason to thrive and survive
Let's forget what 'they' say
That...
We part to meet and vice versa
That its nice meeting you see you next time
And all that kinda 'nothing lasts forever' thing
But then we can't just pretend that this reality is extinct
All the same why not turn everything that's worth fighting for
Into nothing just to have it forever
I was getting so comfortable seeing you everyday
Talking about nothing for hours
Doing the silliest things on earth together
Ohh I wouldn't finish it all
So just as I, left abusing those substances
So am I ,gonna leave these thoughts
And lay down
Hurt and cry myself to sleep
In which I'll just toss and turn in the darkness until dawn
And be tortured by the reality
Of you having gone too soon.
Copyright © Aaliyah Tamara Guma | Year Posted 2015
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