Goldie

Joined January 2023

19 stories

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Addiction to my pen sweeping cobwebs in my mind

The brief feeling of structure when my thoughts start to rhyme

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Cement of a Mess
Im sorry if I'm impatient but I want to get on before it sets This drying cement of a mess Lying dead in the bed of our unforgiving
By Goldie 3 years ago in Poets
100 Times
I said goodbye not knowing is was forever But at lest I said it non the less 100 times you’d walk around that corner 100 times you left
By Goldie 3 years ago in Poets
I Don't Like Love
I don’t like love Now hold on don’t get me wrong I love love I’ve just never been able to like it Like my halfway house got stomped down when she walked by
By Goldie 3 years ago in Poets
How to Be Kissed
How to be kissed with hate and fear A hand book past down to me by the sweet romances of the bar bathroom mirror Oh baby
By Goldie 3 years ago in Poets
I Feel
I feel No answer on the other line The tree that fell in the woods but nobody was around Static radio sounds A childs goldfish found forgotten after a family vacation
By Goldie 3 years ago in Poets
This House
This house is starting to feel less like home Every time I come back its to dense for me to fit The memory’s stick to the wall like tar and the stains on the carpet I can no longer see
By Goldie 3 years ago in Poets
Cement of a Mess
Im sorry if I'm impatient but I want to get on before it sets This drying cement of a mess Lying dead in the bed of our unforgiving
By Goldie 3 years ago in Poets
How to Exist
Talk about silence As if you aren’t its killer Read a book just to watch the paper get thinner Inhale water to make your lungs a good swimmer
By Goldie 3 years ago in Poets
Morning Jam
The ocean always pours somewhere onto my paper Just add some coffee And ill call you later Fingers mimic notes Listening to famous jazz players
By Goldie 3 years ago in Poets
Is Love
Do you think love is real Or is it just a thing humans made up to fulfill our need to be adored and metally and physically stimulated
By Goldie 3 years ago in Poets
Hell on Earth
Our worlds so bad even if you want to hell you’d be in a better place Bring a baker so they can use the flames and make you a cake
By Goldie 3 years ago in Poets
Dry Gardens
The only problems I haven’t told you are the real ones And all the tears you dried from my checks used to feed gardens that are now dry
By Goldie 3 years ago in Poets