Never Here, Never There

A Boy With Roses

All the shit you said means nothing now                      

I rage and frown and tell you to fuck off                              

Playing the song you loved                                        

The one we never wanted to end, yeah, that one


I thought you were the stars, and                                                  

I thought you were a song                                                      

And you said, "Love is torture"                                                        

And I tried to listen and understand                                            

But you know I'm as stubborn as they come                                              

As lonely as my addictions 


I feel the pain as I sleep                                                                    

How I said, "Never leave, stay here"                                              

And cried, Heaven is my only friend                                        

But it was never enough


And now I see myself, sucking his dick                                    

I am a God, smoking my cigarettes                                        

Between his legs                                                                            

I gag like a good little boy                                                        

Spitting like honey                                                                      

Nothing more than a stupid whore 


In my dreams we are together                                                

In my dreams I am never here, never there                                      

In my dreams we belong together                                              

In my dreams I am never here, never there. 


  • Author: Jordan Cash (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 10th, 2023 16:14
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 5


  • David Wakeling

    I tried to read this but it is so unpleasant I gave up.The main problem is the reader doesn't know who is ranting at whom and why

    • A Boy With Roses

      But in all seriousness, I don't think you should respond like this to one's poetry (especially when you're admitting you didn't even fully read it). This is a very personal poem. I'm not ranting at anyone. It's about loneliness, nostalgia, regret. It's very serious to me. I don't even know you, but regardless, take care David, and think before you comment anything stupid on anyone else's work.

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