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love, A seance.

I’m drowning in my own sorrow
My clocks ticking while time is moving, I just stand here
Awaiting for you to see me for who I truly am but you stared only seeing mayhem
My insides screaming out to you as my lips are sealed shut “I’m more then that.. if you just look a little deeper baby, you’ll see that I fit the missing pieces to your puzzle like you fit ya fitted caps”
and I’m sorry that my life & ignorance have caused a few mishaps but this love right here was a gift from above that I don’t plan on giving back
I need you. like my itching scalp needs oil and I don’t want to adapt to a life without you beside me
because having you around just ain’t enough, seeing you here and there that’s the shit that causes a real ruckus within myself
You see I was made for you like how Minnie was made for mickey 
like how proud penny made lil Johnny 
Cant chu’ see? 
How the hell couldn’t you see what you mean to me.. 
Like you don’t see me spilling my guts out.. filling you up like water in a backed up sink
This love seance has me so weak that I can barely speak without my tears becoming like a flowing stream
But here I stand… left alone to bleed while though you take heed to the voice of God, you still don’t move until YOU feel the need.
Shit I guess this is what it feels like when you finally let love in.

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