Freddie Robinson Jr. Poet Lyric

On the Wrong Side

You got a bad ending attraction
to winsome things
Pretty possessive faces,
which crack the whip
and pull the chain

Each mourning 
is a close shave beginning
Rough insomnia dreams,
so razor thin ... risk dangerous

You’ve been sleepwalking				Chorus:
on the wrong side
Letting your nether thoughts awaken                    

So busy blind date talking
to a hurt locker guide
Now your skeleton key secrets are taken
 
The things you want to hold on to,
is the pain you need to let go of
The sleep you’re always losing
is on the wrong side of pillow love

Your restless rite of passage
was on the wrong side
Red was the light flashing: “X-Dangerous”
Extremely fatal touch

Sending submissive message,
your nose is open wide
Wrong pheromone signal given due to lust,
a pleasure poison rush  

You’ve been sleepwalking				Chorus: 
on the wrong side
Letting your nether thoughts awaken                    

So busy blind date talking
to a hurt locker guide
Now your skeleton key secrets are taken
 
The things you want to keep locked up,
is the pain you need to let go of
The sleep you’re always freely losing
is on the wrong side of pillow love

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Brenda Chiri October 26, 2019 at 7:58 AM Wow Freddie enjoyed this so very much! Read just like a song my friend!;)

Gershon Wolf October 24, 2019 at 9:59 PM Chilling stuff! ~ Doctor of Darkness

Panagiota Romios October 23, 2019 at 4:23 PM I also like the words sleepwalking on the The wrong side. Good poem Panagiota

Jane Shields October 23, 2019 at 4:23 PM Love this a lot. Can so relate. x

Chris Green October 23, 2019 at 2:46 PM I liked that, sleepwalking on the wrong side. Such a creative piece my friend. Do you have music written for these lyrics as well? Freddie Robinson Jr. October 23, 2019 at 3:15 PM Alas, only in my head, Chris. Ty for stopping by, old friend. Love and more love always.