so i walk north on halsted to be with my friends on this long night that is still far away from end im not dating anyone, just giving oral sex and watching for the cop in his red lex i pass spin, looking hard and for the seventh time i curse my timing for coming before 9:00 keep walking up halsted, for the boys i keep look out but a pair of brown doe eyes leaves me shook out i talk to him and we have sex before long he's gone, and im alone again i try to brag, but inside im holding my tears and praying my eyes aren't that wide and the cool night air hits me but to be fair i wasn't pre-fucking-pared ive been alone through no choice of mine and my friends tell me im looking in the wrong places they can't all be wrong,can they? and we stand in the parking lot, waiting to get laid and some of us are out to get paid i may be cute,but no one's looking for love and i look above and im alone again hey, arben! remember when johnathan got so fucking stoned he fell down? i try to be funny, but its pretty hard when you can't find love and youre alone.
Reason for writing:
im tired of being alone..but what can i do??
Birth sign: Aries
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