Anonymous
i live with this guy
hes really getting to me
the way he looks when he lies
and the way he never sleeps
all his dirty habits
the smell of smoke and drunken puke
how he always comes in late
of how he keeps me awake
the way he hurts everyone i love
and everything he loves hurts
how he breaks my favorite things
shatters all my precious dreams
i live with this guy
i dont like him a t all
i live with the devil
the devil in me
hey i stumbled on your portfolio, and that, aaron, was a pretty sweet poem. I loved the twist at the end. You have so many awesome poems, but this one I just had to tell you was really impressive