Looking ahead of time
I’ll be a figurehead
And feeling more than fine
After leaving these pointless feelings behind
To me you were rather kind
Your loving remedy though
It came with bitter sympathy
I still cant get rid of it though
Looking ahead of time
I’ll fix my relationships
Starting with the divine
But how can I please these gods of mine
To me you were a smoke away
Now I smoke to throw away
But that's the issue be that as it may
My lungs can't stand to smoke all day
I started making breakfast more
I dreamed of making it for you while you snored
With you I was never bored
Now I can't sit still anymore
Looking ahead of time
I'll be able to call my feelings mine
And Instead of acting on borrowed time
I’d give it to you, like my last dime
I wish I didn't think about you all the time
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Author:
hexfully (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I'm over this aimless inspiration, I am the monster of my own flesh and I will consume myself.
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Comments2
Obsessed is a difficult place to be. A most interesting poem and nicely done
Fantastic and powerful.
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