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Walking that road again figuratively and physically
It's cold but I can bear
I'd rather be walking here with you home safely
Then to be crawling back to there
I walk alone as it seems they had done a number this time
You're not here to hold me near
Walking down a broken road in faded jeans and a hoodie
With nothing but my own fear
Lights flash at me as I walk alone
and I turn around to see
It's you in that car flashing your lights to get my attention
I stop walking and you pull up next to me
You roll down the window and I glare at you
You smile a gracious smile
I'd rather run a thousand years
Than to walk without you for a mile
But I keep on walking as it starts to rain
Every inch of my clothes get wet with every drop
I cant be with you It would hurt you if you knew
Get in you say but I don't stop
I ignore your comfort, your kindness, and your love
As tears flow down disgrace clearly written on my face
You tell me we are not perfect, no one is,
I laugh and say I can't it isn't my place
Isn't your place? you ask I seem to have your curiosity
Though it won't be long till you'll know what I've done
Nothing you will understand, I tell you,
You keep driving next to me, a whore is what I've become
Let me try? You ask and I stop walking
I glare at you with my crimson eyes
You watch my boyish features with amusement as your own eyes flash crimson red
I'm surprised for a moment and then reply can't everyone always dies
let me be the one who lives, you tell me and I smile
Tears now flowing down my face as dark as the rain
Maybe for once, I could try to love you instead of being a whore
With you I can let all of these bad memories flush down the drain
It's cold but I can bear
I'd rather be walking here with you home safely
Then to be crawling back to there
I walk alone as it seems they had done a number this time
You're not here to hold me near
Walking down a broken road in faded jeans and a hoodie
With nothing but my own fear
Lights flash at me as I walk alone
and I turn around to see
It's you in that car flashing your lights to get my attention
I stop walking and you pull up next to me
You roll down the window and I glare at you
You smile a gracious smile
I'd rather run a thousand years
Than to walk without you for a mile
But I keep on walking as it starts to rain
Every inch of my clothes get wet with every drop
I cant be with you It would hurt you if you knew
Get in you say but I don't stop
I ignore your comfort, your kindness, and your love
As tears flow down disgrace clearly written on my face
You tell me we are not perfect, no one is,
I laugh and say I can't it isn't my place
Isn't your place? you ask I seem to have your curiosity
Though it won't be long till you'll know what I've done
Nothing you will understand, I tell you,
You keep driving next to me, a whore is what I've become
Let me try? You ask and I stop walking
I glare at you with my crimson eyes
You watch my boyish features with amusement as your own eyes flash crimson red
I'm surprised for a moment and then reply can't everyone always dies
let me be the one who lives, you tell me and I smile
Tears now flowing down my face as dark as the rain
Maybe for once, I could try to love you instead of being a whore
With you I can let all of these bad memories flush down the drain
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