I am here at the place where it all began trying to find some peace of mind
trying to breathe easier and sleep better and release all the tension in my muscles that have been motorboating too long running on anxiety and stupidity
Smash my head into a wall
just to get me to slow down
if I can't escape reality on my feet
I certainly can knocked out
Tell me to Bloom just to pluck my petals -your promises were like the tide
here one second, gentle sweet and real-
then gone the next, cold bitter and real
and it's crazy to me how I am captivated by it still
Wishing you'd walk through the door
playing the same album on repeat that says "everything did before, doesn't really matter anymore"
Spin my head like the records I know you don't listen to
carving into my skin that I just want someone to care
to cope with the lack of explanation that you left me here with
I used to feel alive in this bar
but now it's just an empty jar labeled nostalgia
with the corners of your smile stretching from rim to rim
this is all I have now
a garage full of hollow containers
doing nothing but taking up space
but it's your space
and God knows I don't have the strength to throw any of that away
despite the fact that where I was concerned
you didn't leave a trace
Guess were just different that way
and I'm shocked that all these thoughts still remain
when I've been chugging chugging to try and forget your name
God forgive me
and may heaven still take me
for being so fucking obsessed with you
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The First Easy Breath- 2019 Poems
PoetryAll my ramblings for the year. In order from oldest (top) to newest (bottom)