Poems of Me

Sober

27/3/14

I don't really know what it is

And I don't wanna second guess this

Leaving all those kisses on your lips

Has got me kinda twisted

I can't do this

You see it's a bit ludicrous

The way you make me feel like this

All those lies tattooed on your hips

God this is another bad crisis

But it's like an addiction

Intervening with my feelings

And then I stop believing all the dreams and

I find I'm just drunk on nothing

Emptiness, hurt, lies

I kinda wish this had worked out or something

But obviously neither of us would try

So this is where I realise,

You were never a lover

Not of mine

And now I know I'm sober