Tag: poem
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I’m gonna
I’m gonna drink my sorrows away. I’m gonna sleep my pain away. I’m gonna wake up another day. And pretend everything is okay.
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Why
It is the light that once shone bright among us that dimmed. It is the smile that once gleamed passing by that will no longer be. But even in death, brings life. From sadness one day hope will rise. For tomorrow that smile & that light will brighten the sky… But as for today, I…
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Ramblings of an Introverted Insomniac
I sit alone with my coffee. Contemplating will I stay or be free. It’s almost 2 in the morning and I’m caffeinated yet heavily sedated. Spent my time and money just to get your honey. Wrote you love letters with no intent of mailing. I’m both lovesick a love scorn wanting to be held like…
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Poem of thought 69
It’s 2 in the morning After the drinks my words are slurring All of a sudden my mind is racing I don’t know what these demons are I’m chasing I am the definition of a drunken Insomniac I guess now is the best time to see where my mind is at These words I choose…
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Afterwards
Right about now… That statement, that moment when you’re thinking about the other person wondering if they’re thinking about you… You’ve been hurt, angered and hurt again… The sheer thought of being ok shreds your heart to pieces. And then all of the dust settles, the shock has settled in…you find yourself at a moment…
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When it’s gone…it’s…gone
I should’ve cried my heart out now that you’re gone. But I am a dry wasteland inside after so much you’ve done I’ve been here before so many times for the same crime Of loving fully someone not worth my space & time Am I full of regrets? Perhaps, maybe But I am equally tired…
Drunken Insomniac Writer 