Invisible Clocks

A Boy With Roses

You're in the kitchen making chocolate cake                                                                                                                  

And talking about UFOs                                                                                                

But you don't know how much I'm suffering                                                          

 

Everyday I smoke and drink just so I can feel something                                                    

Just to alleviate the pain, but it always comes back                                                          

And the doctor says I'm depressed                                                                                               

 

And when I try to open up to you, you never listen                                                      

You never want to have a conversation                                                                      

You leave the house just to go missing                                                                          

 

And blame everyone for your bad decisions                                                            

And it feels like I'm talking to invisible clocks                                                          

Filling bathtubs to watch them overflow.  

  • Author: Jordan Cash (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 23rd, 2022 13:12
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  • L. B. Mek

    'You leave the house just to go missing'
    (while some go missing, standing right by our side...)
    such a vivid scene your words emote
    thanks for sharing dear poet



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