Song
We were rewriting the stars
With our no ordinary promises
And following one another
through their trail
Clearing the repercussions
from my vision
Has altered all my decisions
I no longer saw myself
in any reflection
I only saw scars
Everything was so bizarre
Dancing on a street full of bars
Dangerous men, whiskey and cigars
Guiding him where to
place his hands
Then admiring my hips
Even on small mounts of sand
Where we were struggling to stand
Red lights, dark nights
Mas's drum, and Naz's mum
Sneaking into an abandoned building
Hand in hand so quietly
Not wanting to get caught
For it's easy for them to spot
Whether we were in the backseat, parking lot or Monte Carlo
Driving to my own death
of an unknown destination
Inhaling a new situation
enjoying the ride while it lasted
In his early twenties, in my last teens
before the beast of realization appeared
Before the airplane adhered
Hand in hand so quietly
Not wanting to get caught
For it's easy for them to spot
Whether we were in the backseat, parking lot or Monte Carlo
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Divergent Misplaced Melodies (Poems)
PoetryTaste these poems. |Highest ranking #142 in poetry, #44 in quotes| A poetry book from the soul. There's poetry and then there is this. Some are designed from my imagination, for my love of creating stories. And some are inspired from real life. I wa...
