Mr. Goodbar And Friends

Famous Amos cookie wrappers
Littered on the floor
Empty ice cream tub
In sight in the trash
And a chocolate bar
Gripped tightly
Melting in my hand
Stress drives me to eat
And later regret
Another long night
Baffled by your silence
Hurt by your abandon
And desperate for your touch
While I feed my obsession
You slip further away
And I just lose all hope

5 thoughts on “Mr. Goodbar And Friends”

  1. This was such a beautifully sorrowful poem ❤
    You've captured that feeling of hopeless so perfectly in this piece!
    I simply loved how you painted that picture in the first-half; the perfect setting for the rest of the piece…

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