Daily weird is a poetry blog, where you can find weird thought written in words and rhymes.
Late night drugs are no good.
It doesn’t ease the pain,
Like it said it would.
Bodies on the floor,
But we crave more.
The higher we get,
The more we regret.
Sleeping with strangers,
Like we don’t care for danger.
Mom I’ll call you later.
What’s the use of goals,
If all we do is make more?
We fall in love,
And we’re left on the floor.
Bottles up just once more.
Our young years.
Our wasted tears.
Make us better or worse each year.
By A.J.
For I have lost his love,
And lock his trust;
I have become a lost voice in the wind that rush.
At the windowpane where he watch me lay,
Become the place where he feels the most pain.
my heart leapt,
When I watch him stare;
With tears in his eyes, I walked away.
I was the torn to his luscious Roses,
But he fought for me to stay.
He bled but never caved,
Somehow I still walked away.
He gave me love no one gave,
But my closed heart was all pain.
He begged and plead;
While he bleeds,
But I leave .
Now I’m the one on my knees,
Would you please come back to me?
He just stood there and watch me weep,
The love he once had is no more for me.
©By A.J.
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