It's time to let go,
This thirst I can never fulfill.
Looking for you baby,
I've been doing so for the past three lives.
Maybe I hadn't,
Or maybe I'm just dreaming.
Do these dreams have meanings,
When I am with you in different bodies.
But now the only thing I feel,
Is when the music floods my ears.
Caressing my soul,
It kisses me, the way you never did.
My soul is hungry,
For something my friends can't understand.
These girls don't understand as well,
Or maybe you're just not on tinder.
Are you at a coffee shop,
Or a restaurant,
A park,
Or a church.
Do you lay your fingers,
On another man's chest tonight?
Or are you waiting for me,
Just like I have, been dreaming of you.
YOU ARE READING
Dysphoria
PoesíaPoetry about my experiences as a lover of alcohol I've never thought I'd become a writer, so here are my skills after three years of writing and accumulating over 300+ pieces of writing over the years. This is still my writing in its purest form, an...
