Tired

The next station,

Away from the cold,

Bunch of keys I hold.

Final destination.

Wave of loneliness

Shivers I feel everywhere,

If doubts counted, I’d be a billionaire.

My body made a guess.

Uneasy, it’s dark outside.

Anxiety at its best.

My mind failing this test.

Fear has got a hungry bite.

How bad do I need your light?

Unsteady thoughts, shots fired.

I’m so damn tired

Not a pretty sight.

I don’t feel the safety

Of your arms no more.

Tragic. Therefore

I’ve been torturing myself lately.

You were my torch, my fire.

But you got stuck

In the bad luck

You’re still what I admire.

You were dangerous gasoline

which always carried matches.

Burned me down to ashes.

Poison, Addictive nicotine.

You left us in my head

I want to hate you.

Shots? but just a few.

You watched as my heart bled.

My mind playing films

Of what never happened.

This is my number one talent.

Sometimes it wins.

I don’t want you to come back

It hurts my self-esteem.

Just let off some steam.

I miss your lips on my neck.

Torn between the options.

Could you come just for tonight

so, I have something to write?

These are my confessions.

You got me inspired.

You, leaving stomped all over

my inner writer. I’m a loner.

Let me go, I’m tired.