She's so small in my big black hoodie
Head just pops out the top of my big black hoodie
Lake nights with her girls in my big black hoodie
Firewood smell all over my big black hoodie
Woke up one morning and it was gone
Nothing on, but my big black hoodie just covers that..
Don't mind that sass when she's got that..
I'm laying beside her and in the corner of the moonlit room I happen to see
My big black hoodie
dtr
Wednesday, September 26, 2018
Thursday, September 13, 2018
The Manuscript
Just when I thought it was all over
Lightning struck
Fate fell from the sky as a four leaf clover
Fluttered into my outstretched hand
I put it to my lips and blew a constellation of pedals that reached the far points of the world
I hope one found its way into a young writers hands
And he will look at the world in awe at such a chance
At 17 he'll have his first dance
All the wrong steps
His hands wandering along her backless dress
Such a Russian roulette romance
Someone will have to end it at one point
And he'll be furious at his own tears
Lightning struck
Fate fell from the sky as a four leaf clover
Fluttered into my outstretched hand
I put it to my lips and blew a constellation of pedals that reached the far points of the world
I hope one found its way into a young writers hands
And he will look at the world in awe at such a chance
At 17 he'll have his first dance
All the wrong steps
His hands wandering along her backless dress
Such a Russian roulette romance
Someone will have to end it at one point
And he'll be furious at his own tears
Angrily wiping them away
Furiously scrawling in his notebook
A recluse from the loss and chaos
A hope book
But yet he learned the power of poetry
Young soul you learned the power...
Of the manuscript.
Furiously scrawling in his notebook
A recluse from the loss and chaos
A hope book
But yet he learned the power of poetry
Young soul you learned the power...
Of the manuscript.
dtr
Wednesday, September 12, 2018
Rage Page
I can't let your dark eyes close along with the shadows around me
Barely hanging on and you have control of the pen I hold to cope
I gave it to you
Guess I'll trust you in a way you never trusted me
I've tried
I've tried to reason and rationalize
Tried to downsize
These emotions subdued by cup filled potions
And I see the light at the end of this tunnel
But there's thousands of pounds holding back each step
I just have to do this and I'm not enjoying the moment
Far from an ego moment it's atonement
Feels like a loss but I'll never be a boss of this shit and never wanted to be
I have family so far away it kills me everyday to be away
From
The ones who love me unconditionally
Because I'm Devon and I'm more than my last shift
More than my last hit
Relapsed for years and I can only hope I'm ready to quit
We all have our own stories
I'm the poet in the wrong time
I sit alone in empty libraries
Literature cast to the side
Gimme that netflix fix
dtr
Barely hanging on and you have control of the pen I hold to cope
I gave it to you
Guess I'll trust you in a way you never trusted me
I've tried
I've tried to reason and rationalize
Tried to downsize
These emotions subdued by cup filled potions
And I see the light at the end of this tunnel
But there's thousands of pounds holding back each step
I just have to do this and I'm not enjoying the moment
Far from an ego moment it's atonement
Feels like a loss but I'll never be a boss of this shit and never wanted to be
I have family so far away it kills me everyday to be away
From
The ones who love me unconditionally
Because I'm Devon and I'm more than my last shift
More than my last hit
Relapsed for years and I can only hope I'm ready to quit
We all have our own stories
I'm the poet in the wrong time
I sit alone in empty libraries
Literature cast to the side
Gimme that netflix fix
dtr
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