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Close To the Sand

Who is there to smoke with me Because im lost here in california I havent quite reached the sea My motive is only mere paranoia But all this seems like some dark dream Just get me out of this air wasting body Its in this skin that im ready to burst at the seam Even though they all consider me the hottie I dont think i could ever agree With their comments about how good i have it Happy is what ill never be But this all has everything to do with my secret I just want to tell them all to shut up And it seems i can never wait until tomorrow I drnk from the emptiest cup But it is filled with nightmares and sorrow And all i want more than anything is to smell the salt It radiates from the ocean like aroma from a candle Its this mind and body that i would give anything to assault Because its the misery of this life that is too hard to handle

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 3/2/2010 8:32:00 AM
got one. OMFG i love your poetry. (i sound like some type of overly obsesive freek who just needs to calm down because i really need to take a breath so i think im gonna do so.) *inhale deeply* it hurts to see such wonderful writings filled with such despaire. this poems happy, this ones sad, theis one is about sex, this one is about wanting people to go f themselfs. i think your bipolar. lolz
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Date: 3/2/2010 8:28:00 AM
*sits with head tilted to the side, staring at the computer* im trying to generate a better comment. ill come beck when i got one. ok?
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Date: 2/17/2010 12:42:00 AM
Sorry for the pain
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Date: 2/15/2010 8:48:00 PM
THAT IS DEPPPPPRESING SOMETIMES I FEEL THE SAME WAY,BUT JUST TODAY I FIGURED OUT LIFE IS TO WORTHY OF DO NOT WASTE IT....LIKE I DO...I.T.
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