My mornings used to be so simple, a seat on the porch with a book and a cup of tea,Now my mornings are hard to get up for without a cigarette and a cup of whiskey,
I used to be a morning person who would awake to your kisses on my cheek,
And now the tea you used to make me tastes bittersweet.
I can't help to start another bottle once I'm done this glass,
And I know once I pop it open, I'll chain smoke another pack,
Because my heart has felt really hollow since you ripped out your half,
And I'm trying to fill the void but the smoke isn't filling up that fast.
I'm trying to move on but I swear time has made it worst,
And I'm not okay no matter how many times that line's rehearsed,
And maybe your lingering smell has left my place cursed,
But I'm going to fight this heartbreak because I can't let you move on first.
- A.S
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PoetryA collection of short poems about feelings in life, all written during my down time at work lol Topics include: Heartbreak/love Suicide/death Drugs/alcohol Depression Life