miss misery

jark



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 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
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