i just get up
to get to working on working on something
i just get up
thinking 'bout what it was
i just get
lost in a memory of love
i just get up to
miss who i could’ve become,
i hear in my head her start to whisper,
i just get up to get to the place where i kissed her
and its bombed out beyond recognition
this hole in the city... before, it looked so pretty
but i burned up my manuscripts and hit the ignition
i never wanted to see her again not even in my head
so i just get up
i just get up to get up to lay down
i shuffle around
town to town
never am i quicker than her whisper
never do i get to miss her, miss misery
- Author: jake (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: March 1st, 2022 20:24
- Comment from author about the poem: i wrote something short and then deleted it on accident.
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 8
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