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Wednesday, December 7, 2011

What I Have Become


I sit here in disgust, and self loathing.
I don’t know what I’ve become.
Whatever it is
It’s not good.
Tell me what to do.
Who am I?
I want to stop all the hurt inside.
Take it all away.
Show me the light of a new day.
Create a whole new me.
Save me,
Hold me,
Be mine,
My very own valentine.

Too Many Drinks

The lights are dim,
My glass is filled to the brim.
I'm so tired,
But still so alive.
Half way empty,
Or half way full,
It doesn’t matter to me,
Getting home is the key.
How do i?
It’s too late to call you.
Will you care?
Will you yell?
Droopy eyes,
That I despise
Go away
I'm not well
Its feels like death
But I feel like living
Save me
The one that created me