Tomorrow is the fight

Tomorrow is the fight

A Poem by FaeryQueen

“Tomorrow is the fight”

Harls

Anna

Dodie

Lia

Beth

Ruby

Bea

.

People say

Am I just a face in your lust collarbone?

Your caller left his cellular phone, he can’t call you anymore,

‘’

And I break into tiny houses

With tiny candlesticks

And create a bomb out of your earwax only to bombard

Your thoughts again

.

How impure of me,

Where are your manners, I think you’re splitting?

Don’t be afraid to call out my name,

It’s time for me to clock out and log back in,

.

What are your thoughts about me?

Wont you  let me know,

I left a space in between the (r)’s and (a)’s just so you can find

Your way

Back

To me

.

Oh, say it isn’t so,

Your ride, you came home alone,

Don’t you fight it, you lying piece of garbage?

Wont you hide it,

Save me from this fighting,

.

My brain feels like it’s out of control

And I don’t know where to go

But at least the coal inside your soul isn’t igniting…

© 2021 FaeryQueen


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Added on October 15, 2021
Last Updated on October 15, 2021