Wishing, Wanting, always Waiting. . .
The problem with liquor is you can never have enough,
But always have to little,
The kiss of bitterness and understanding,
Perhaps the solution is to stop drinking,
i would say if i were fucking insane,
Which I’m not,
Just different in all the wrong ways,
Socially defective,
Endless depravity,
Ensures my social virginity,
Sullen more times than I’m not,
But don’t worry about me,
That’s just the kind of affect you would expect from a broken heart,
Painless at times with half empty liters of cheap scotch and rum scattered round my room,
Shades of grey encompass me,
Eyes closed,
Arms stretched for the heavens,
Where ever they may be,
Wishing, wanting, always waiting. . .
For something more,
More than this life,
More than surviving,
More than loneliness,
but never more than you,
Wishing wanting, always waiting,
(2011)
Just another stupid piece for my ex fiance, oh well its been two years since ive seen or heard from her, and i'm still waiting. Because i know in the end it will be worth it. . .
