Blackout

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Blackout

Close my eyes to darkness.

Open up to even more.

What ever could spark this?

It was you that I adore.

Only you I didn’t ignore.

Place my heart down on the floor.

It was turning now its burning and I’m yearning for another core.

 

 

What lesser am I though?

Could it be that I was sick?

Mentally incapable,

Of taking all this different shit.

Different girls wanting my dick,

Pussy that I could have licked,

Hurt you, no more virtues and to the curve is where I should be kicked.

 

 

We came such a long way.

But this isn’t about you though.

It’s about my mentality.

And all the things I seem to know.

The darkest place I seem to go.

The memory I don’t want no mo.

Its crazy and I’m blazing cause everything here just seems to grow.

 

 

Blackout to the past..

Right into my life..

All the broken glass..

And all the different fights.

It was struggle on my hands

And even though that struggles through,

Other ones just start to brew.

They are hard to take because they are so new.

 

 

I’m suppose to be the strong one.

But loneliness is just as strong.

What evil have I done?

Did nothing in my life so wrong.

Did nothing to ever be alone.

You will never hear a sadder song.

No towing cause I’m growing and I’m flowing as I’m going on.

 

 

Look into my eyes..

Stare into my heart ..

Take one of my hands..

Lets walk into the dark.

There is a blackout in the end.

So alone I will run.

I feel like it can get no worse.

When it has only just begun……..

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Frankee commented on Blackout

09-05-2009

Thats real good, its like deep and real at the same time, great

cmlestrade commented on Blackout

08-13-2009

This poem reminded me of someone who was captured almost like being in a prison just waiting to escape. And escape will not come. There was a good flow but somehow the emotion of the poem was raging at the boiling point but never spilling over. Nice read.

Pook commented on Blackout

08-11-2009

I like this poen its kinda emotional but in a way eye opening cuz u never knw what somebody is thinking by jus looking at them. u really have to understand somebody when they say thre in the dark..... i feel like i do understand you

GSpivey23

08/11/2009

thank you

In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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