Seventeen stories high seventeen stories closer to the sky smoke pierces my eyes heart feels beaten and I just look around and sigh. Music in my mind memories seem to fly arms wide open I see what you mean but I still don't understand why. Holes puncuate my walls pictures have grown so small happiness eludes me my anger and loneliness is all I can recall. Your so different change is all you see nothings the same you say and I don't remember what has made me distant what has made us alone what has caused this pain inside me. We all tend to grow change is a part of becoming one with who we really are once a butterfly has now become a lifeless bore. Turned angry lie in my bed and I look around feel how you moved me that I was a piece of your puzzle a game you might say that you loved to play but you've put me in my grave and buried me to stay. Have I changed hide my eyes from the blood shot stains my misery and love is all in vain but I still struggle on and remain the same.
Reason for writing:
Ex girlfriends, and current girls
Birth sign: Aries
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