Tight squeeze, Cold Breeze

silence of me

 Wind at my back

On the attack

Letting memory’s demons crawl in my mind

Featuring the girl that I truly hold onto with regret

Not a feature of a lost soul

I feel aches in my legs

I feel aches in my heart

I feel white light blinding my present

It’s every color I see

I can’t distinguish the beauty

Regress into day mares

Blue Collar stares

Leading sight with taste

I spit out this night

Wash out my mouth with water

I sleep poorly in this house

I miss coffee and a joint

Sun in the morning

Prostitutes just getting to bed

As well as the after hour heads

I breathe in the coldest air of the day

Let the sun make me sneeze

Feeling a breeze with the scent of lavender and oranges

Wind filling in what happened last night

Wind washing away all my make believe sins

Anyway I turn I always feel the wind on my back

Reviews

[bluessadmood]

i remember the song how deep is your love ,as my thoughts run quick to say how deep is your write
memories crawl in my mind,i see that girl i held on to
feel aches in my legs ,aches in my heart
its every color i see ,cant distinguish the beauty
and i go into day mares,as i spit out in to the night
sleep poorly ,miss coffee and joint,sun in my eyes
prostitutes just getting to bed,and the after hour heads
i breathe the cold air ,let the sun sneeze me
feel the breeze with scent of lavender,filled with what happened last night
wind washing away my make believe sins..anyway i turn,feel the wind on my back..
though i lost you some where my friend ,think you say the wind brought memories of
last night ,just gone by,its make believe sins.very deep exciting write..
i just loved your way of writing ,its like a dream ,a dream that follows into a dream
lovely write..

[Changed to a New Accoun..]

this was an amazing poem... painted a picture in my head... and was easy to relate to... nice work