Lower and lower we watch ourselves go A thought in your head I could not possibly know Why shouldn't I? Why couldn't you? Why won't I? Why do you? Make everything harder than reading Nancy Drew? And enjoying, enticing, coming closer to the stage whereas I become hope, colored not blue but beige. In time, emotionally, the agony that stands will either fade away or recede in the face of my demands. I put it out of my head, but the laser remains shining brightly over downtown, blotting the image from my brain I could fall in love with you. We love animalistically. But it won't last more than an hour. Leaving me thinking wistfully But that's later. When I walk away You'll forget me and I'll fade To understand the mistake of not sharing that I made. Avast! Walk the plank! What is there else to say? I untie the strings from your thong and we kiss in May. My essence flows and then it glows like a laser in the night How could something that's supposed to be wrong feel so fucking right? So men? What do you think? What makes you run and tick? What can you do? Which situation do you pick? Discreetly we meet to discuss what it is we'll do Two hours later I'll leave. Two weeks: Who are you? See, what I did I regret. I contemplate ending it all Because the embarrassment lives, I'm big but feel small But there's the laser, blazing brightly, reminding me I should live. Shuffling from the gulag, spirit broken, what to give? For you don't respect me. Don't think I should be But that's not your place, it's God who created me. So I stand there holding up a wood-paneled wall Watching September turn to October and Summer into Fall And that's it. The leaves change. I may have as well And the laser reminds me: To which end did I fell? What do I ask you for as the waves washed up on shore? You asked me to love you but I couldn't give you more Shit, I knew better. But when I was young I was dumb You wanted more from me than an ounce of cum. But I follows the laster where it takes me, and I sit alone in my head. Feeling that upon me the Gods of luck have fed. But eventually I'll get up. I'll trudge into the day For I worry that eventually for my sins shall I pay. I loved M, and D, and C and others who loved me But it took me forever, and too late, now I see.
Reason for writing:
Reality of my life.
Birth sign: Aries
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