Lovely

aliceislefthanded

Lovely

I call you up at three am,
Waters pouring,
Telling stories,
About how I've been ditched
By so-called friends.

You dont just understand,
You truly comprehend,
How a day so lovely
Can start to lose its spark,
Just as the night descends.

I say
I don't have any money,
Please come pick me up.
I'm at a park,
And it's dark out,
I think I drank too much.
I'm stuck in a field,
A thousand miles away,
A lousy reason
To wake you from sleeping,
And I don't know how I got here,
But I just really don't wanna stay.

I've made a million mistakes,
I got another dozen coming,
If I said I'd see you around eight,
It doesn't mean that i'm coming.
I'm just tryna pass the time,
I'm just looking for excuses.
Been up and down since after nine,
Man, my brain is just so useless.
I always try and change the truth,
And spin a web of lies,
And you're so used to it.
Thinking of the times you said
You really didn't mind,
I know you didn't mean it.

But it's alright,
You find your own way to describe,
But put my feelings first
Because despite all my failures,
It could have been worse,
I mean,
I could have died,
On at least a few occasions,
But I call you up and you pick me up,
I'll meet you at the station,
Stuck waiting
And I'm complaining
Before I'm even in the car.
Because it's raining,
Enthusiasm deflating
Because I've had to walk so damn far.
My brain is weighted with complications
Concerning how my youth is deteriorating,
Save me from the mad and bizarre,
My time is fading,
Lately I've been breaking,
Breaking into song,
And over playing guitar.

As old as I get,
Don't go too far.
Don't go on and on,
It will only enhance
My mood swings.
Can you pick me up and tell me how I shoulda been?
Like every question's got an answer that
Only you can give.
Your laughter and your smile,
Brings me comfort hours after,
And everything is just so fine.

Just wire me some money,
After warning me that you don't get paid
Till Monday,
And I've been so poor since
Last Sunday,
But you always say how every sunny day
Is just so lovely,
Too lovely too waste
I need a six pack and a cigarette
Or twenty,
Make me coffee For the morning,
Because they never really taste the same
When you aren't here to make them for me.
I love you,
Like every day I've told you I hate you,
I'd break in two if you ever left,
Forget every bad thing I ever said to you,
I know,
My antics are
getting really boring
They bore even me,
I never stop talking,
Before I was even three,
You ignored me,
And taught me im not the most important
Person in the room
But I will be the most loved,
As long as I'm in it with you.

:)

  • Author: aliceislefthanded (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 12th, 2020 16:55
  • Comment from author about the poem: This is a poem about my mother - from the perspective of my crazy sister... she'd be lost without her.
  • Category: Love
  • Views: 15
  • User favorite of this poem: Saxon Crow.
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Comments2

  • ANGELA & BRIAN

    ANGELA HERE - Hi ALICE welcome to MPS ! Thanks for your first Poem. An awesome SAGA replete with Rhyme & Rhythm - I loved it. Thanks for explaning it was about your Mum and your erstwhile Sister. Im 31 (getting married in April) but I still live with my Folks and My Mama would go through Hell & Highwater to make sure I was OK. In my expereience a Mothers love for her Daughter(s) is infinite because they were all Daughters themselves once - AMEN MPS is a proactive site and it operates by READING & COMMENTING on each others Poems. Please check our site (I share it with my Fiance Brian) - Thanks !

    Peace & Joy
    Blessings ANGELA 💛💛💛

  • Saxon Crow

    Alice this is really, really good. Well thought out empathic.

    Welcome to MPS, I look forward to reading more.



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