Matthew English

Rookie (4/2/1995 / Kent; The Garden of England)

Lost. - Poem by Matthew English

I can’t sleep;
knowing you’re in his arms,
wrapped in his covers,
trapped in his spell.

Tears run down my cheek;
knowing you're passed out on his floor,
eyes glazed, reaching for the door,
dominated by his charm.

The whisky trickles down my throat;
trying to forget your dreaded fate,
as your mind is dead to the world,
sharing his comatose.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, June 15, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, July 30, 2013

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