Blackout with a side of fruit punch
You did lines of coke
and you drank vodka straight
you were level 10 blackout
on our first date
you had a hickey on your neck
from a girl named kate
and when I went for a kiss
you told me to wait
you told me you had
too much on your plate
but you couldnt leave me alone
you felt it was fate
the night after
you showed up 3 hours late
you were started to
become everything that I hate
👁 1💬 0
Something wrong with this poem?
Replies are closed for this poem.
Your Poem's Voice
See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.
Comments (0)
No comments yet. Be the first to share your thoughts.
Log in to leave a comment.