Injustice
Maybe it's because this
Pain in my chest can't be fixed with harness
I'm doing my best trying to hold it together
But time and time again
One can get fed up
So I get dressed up
And go to parties
Find a dozen women to sleep with
Who love me for my money and my lucid ferraris
But when I come home alone again I am closely guarded
To the point where no light can shine in I'm talkin starry
And who is this to blame
Me or you because I can't find you with me or find my name
You're too far away in love with the game
So you leave this stain
And I'm underwater
Don't breathe or your dead
- Author: Bookbag ( Offline)
- Published: September 12th, 2016 20:59
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments2
I see it as finding and knowing yourself. You are not incomplete without another. I take it you feel like you are drowning. I was working hard to make sense of this. I know that I struggle with parts of poems that are unclear as to their meaning but in an odd way make sense, but only to me because I was there. Keep on writing.
WELCOME BB GREAT FIRST POEM ! True Love is elusive and so often (I'm 33 and still single !) we have to make do with a "come and go" series of ephemeral relationships. I know what you mean about "breathing underwater" I did it once and had to be "pumped out". I would like to marry my current GF (Christine 28) so hope springs eternal ~ Yours BRIAN Please check my poems ~ Thanks B
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