Poetry Pack: Sex & Other Drugs – Preview

Relativity

It counts

Everything you do to me

Lists itself on my board

***

I don’t know what you’re saying

When he’s on top of you

Those are your moments

I request you in mine

***

Doesn’t it break you

The way it does me

Having to feel on yourself

Without anything sounding off

***

In your background

~ Sakari


Late & Withholding

As beautiful as she gets

I drag my own self to change these ways

The way I see it

I’m more understanding this way

Her sex can’t be delayed

My mind consists of her thrust

***

You’ve got it, you’ve got me

Strung out on my bed

With the same sheets I made

The last time you were thought of

I feel her in real life

Sex, sick, and tired

***

I drip on my own restrictions

She has me on a decline

~ Sakari


Bury Yourself In My Bed

She’s here for me

But not in the way that I need her

I hear her words

Could she feel my hands

***

Those memories

Are just memories

They’ll still be there

All that you have behind

Your love still counts

You’re not going anywhere

You should spill yourself

All over my night

***

Her time has investments

She calls them her family

I’m so used to this loneliness

I can’t create a thing

You can’t be this virtual

You’re something so personal

***

Those memories

Are just memories

They’ll still be there

All that you have behind

Your love still counts

You’re not going anywhere

You should spill yourself

All over my night

***

I’ll be selfish when he calls you

I’ll be demanding of your time

I’ll be ungrateful when you leave

You have my hours in your pocket

You can’t go, I won’t let you

Though I can’t stand to face you

You leave, you leave, you leave

I cut, I cut, I cut

~ Sakari