A Letter To My Summer Lover
I'm outta my comfort zone
What's gonna happen when we get home?
There's no more menthol in my lungs
No more alcohol in my veins
No thoughts of catching her hung
and no feelings of pain
I lose and I gain
all this weight all the goddamn time
Read my eyes, look into my mind
These different looks, these disguises
Do you know what it's like to not know what time it is?
In the middle of the night I throw self-fits
Urging just one bump, one line, one hit
"No I'll never do it again but, hell, if it's free..
Then come here and set it up with me."
I'm outta my comfort zone
And I'm not gonna be a liar
But when I get home
I'ma set myself on fire
'Cause I could never change who I've been
I'm a messed up girl and I live and breathe sin
So when we arrive to our destination
Don't barracade me with questions
Just pack me my fix
and my tini mix
Copyright © Anonymous Ah | Year Posted 2010
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