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Addictions

Sleepless as the monsters that haunt me so… Save me, I’m failing greatly and let the wicked wind blow Fair enough as it is, I let you savor the moment Demented lickers of fire desires…conjuring the times of lament Behave, Dave… Save…save…save… My dreams of being a singer My dreams of being a model My dreams, my visions, breaking by the seams, my missions Struggling to meet my beginning The addictions of **** is winning Okay, I admit it…I love watching the scenes of insanity I feel rather shitty…holding my breath under water Drown me the will to fly without the wings of flight Tonight is the night…the will to fight with my undying might Was all a lie from the start? Discard me…Xo Xo Xo…was my lovely art Mountains and valleys come together to mack I was addicted to your drugs…holding my nut sack Mountains to mountains Valleys to valleys Childhood was messed up… Don’t cry over me…don’t cry over me… I thought I was gay…I learned to hate me… But, I’m straight…I love me…I love me… Infections and addictions lick thee… My plea is please…God…I love yoooo… But I looked up **** just out of the bloooo Tuff times…the clicking of dimes… I collapse into 2 oceans of commotions and emotions Kiss me the weirdness… Kiss me the abstract abyss… I’m tired and sick of losing tuch of yoo, God… Touch me, your love should touch me… My heart is weak My soul is bleak Hearing Speeeeeeeds of sounds…. Pulling Weeeeeeds from delightless grounds…. Subside from my side Subside from my side Devils and angels of thousands marry me merrily Battlin’ these freedoms of speech… Your Love Is What I Beseech… But, I’m breaking apart by the second Don’t backstab me…be with me…flee with me…you and I are one tree

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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