I have had three days of nothing Bent spoons in my head Drank more dodgy waters Followed trails that i remember Took everything out Threw all away and still More comes out from nowhere I look up at the lights I forgot to switch on I see my stained ceiling A calendar turning one after the other I don't see what is happening Small crosses in this one Ticks from the kitchen one Carrying the same message In a different bottle ? I don't know Anger over nothing worth Very sore mind and thoughts I let the bed swallow me again In the same ever growing turbulenceBirth sign: Aquarius
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