'DRUNKENLY'
drunkenly
your feet stumble
your heart stops—
the mirror across the room
stares back at the tragic
tragedy that is drowning itself out
lights flicker
behind those drowsy eyes
your lips
chapped
match with the withering
roses
tattooed across your face
the shadow behind you
shakes its head
what a forlorn human being
what a broken waste
of space
and time
drunkenly
your feet make your way
across the lost days
weak dreams that you once chased
so this is what you have become
this is what you are
fucked up, little being
with so many missed chances
so many regrets written over your face
so this is what you have become
this is what you shall always be
stuck in the past
too scared to look on
YOU ARE READING
stardust | ✔
Poetry❝ we're like stardust scattered around in a mess of burning ash and perfectly unclear symphony. ❞ ᴛʜᴇ sᴛᴀʀᴅᴜsᴛ ᴇʀᴀ ☆ highest rank in poetry #18 ☆ poetry for the broken has been completed on the 3rd of may 2018 ✔ ☆ cover is...
