It has been over a month
And I'm struggling to express myself
I've been keeping busy
Travelling around the city
I remember how we would drink
All night long
That time at a train station in Whitburn
The countless intoxicated moments
Six years have passed
Six years have went down the drain
I never thought I would've heard from you again
But I'm not the same person I used to be
I don't know you and you don't know me
The cat's got my tongue
What happened to the mutual curiosity?
How can I explain the vanity affair?
The torture has begun
I took the wrong turn, went south
Into a field of daffodils
My eyes glowed like a child
With cookies and milk
I spilled myself over the place
Thought about the endgame
Wild nights of partying
I wasn't expecting this to happen
Being a teenager went by like a song
Now we are worlds apart
I wonder where you are, what you're doing
I have a migraine, lapping up wisdom
I like writing poems
But my mind's turned into a sieve
My memories of us are slipping away
Fading away like ecstasy
With each step the sun takes
I lay in the glade
Watching the trees and the birds
The nature
I feel like I'm being watched by flying saucer eyes
I'm unorganised
I can't be pacified
Making a late reply.
- Author: Jordan Cash (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: February 28th, 2020 20:39
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 125
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