Poem2024-07-25T09:32:52+00:00

unforgotten punk love

By: xminx boi

where is he,
i call him day and night and wait for him to pick up the phone
but will he ever again... i saw last night... he didn't say a word...
we stared at each other the whole night but nothing came out...
i just wished for him to come up to me and hold me in his pale
scratched arms... his loving and caring face staring at mine...

at the show i saw the guy,
he's all i need,
a punk as tall as me,
his loving eyes so soft and sweet,
the scars from unwanted fights and cuts,
i know the life he has held and the one he has,
i know what he is like and how he is,
the guy i knew i wanted to be with
only if he had come up to me and held my with his pale scratched arms...
i act like he doesn't matter but we all know he does... me and
my friends chill moshing and having fun but the only thing on my mind
is him... i walk outside to have my last smoke... words come out of
his mouth... I'm getting married... only 17 and getting married
already... i just wanna tell him to not do this and be me...
he has a long life of parties and fun... why can't he spend his
long life with me... the scars he put on me from doing this,
i stand here inside as the music smashes into,
i stare at him and he stares at me but still not anymore words...
i walk out to the car and we pass looks,
i get in the car and think about the times we could have

the scars are from an unloving life of pain and suffering