You make me feel like a ballpoint pen without the ink
Like an empty glass when you want a drink
You make me incomplete
Completely lost and inconsolable
But I don’t need you in my life at all
But I want to be near you no matter what I say
All I can say is that I want to be a part of you
All I need to say is freak off I don’t want to be around you
I feel so lost and alone, that I’m a map without cities or states
I’m Alicia Keys or John Legend without a piano to play
You make me feel like a ballpoint pen without the ink
I’m a kitchen without a refrigerator or sink
I’m feeling real metaphorical today
So I am a sculptor without the clay
I am an artist without a paint brush or paint
I’m a tattoo artist with out a needle or ink
You make me feel like a ballpoint pen without the ink
Enough metaphors and similes
I’m hurt without you and devastated when you are with me
Cry tears so hard that my tears are mini travesties
Want to be near you but callous over when you are too close to me
I’m so cracked my heart has fault lines
So sad that I’m really sad and can’t come up with a crazy poetic way to say it
Bottom line is that we are at the end of the line and for once it’s not on me
I want to cry for you but am actually crying for me
You make me feel like a ballpoint pen without the ink
Dry and barren
Devoid of anymore poetry
But I’ll get better soon enough
And ill be refilled with the ink of life soon enough
"An Akili Carter original"
Interesting. It actually gets better the further into it you go... Your imagery is potent.
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