Dark thoughts run through a once vivid mind
Black stains on a white pillow,
White stains on the black sheets
Cocaine covered coffee table,
Empty wine bottles on the kitchen bench
Red dress crumpled at the bedroom door,
Empty condom packets on the bedroom floor
Broken glass embedded in the recliner,
A shattered heart barely beats in her chest
Bathroom light flickers,
Blood stains ubiquitous
Another pointless night is over,
Another painful nightmare begins
Once a blissful place,
When did it all go wrong?
Head in her hands,
Tears drip through her fingers
Here she goes again,
FUCK!
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ah thats interesting... sad... something. =/
ReplyDeletei like your blog here.
Sad. :(
ReplyDeleteVery dark. You painted a picture of a girl spinning out of control. Sometimes once you start to spin, it's hard to stop.
ReplyDeleteDude your the first guy blogger ive seen. so Hi. Take it you still like the person the poems about
ReplyDeleteJen...x