Poetry By Scott Simmons

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​The Last Strike

Sometimes on a whim I’ll go play a game at the bowling alley late at night.
Yet the game is never of any significant interest to me.

I’m just there to search for an old familiar face I won’t ever see again.

All of my confidence just seems to roll straight to the gutters since she left.

Muscle memory and the stench of beer are the only thing I have left in this alley.
I’d much rather have her back but I mostly just want to tell her goodbye.

I know deep down that for our own sakes we’ll always have to remain as a split.
Because love isn’t a game that is won very often.

We met here almost a lifetime ago and I’ve been haunting this place ever since.

Although I swear that I still see her reflection on the ball.




Dead Today Alive Tomorrow

I stared straight down the barrel of a gun last night,
And I did it the day before yesterday too.
As well as again on New Year’s Eve.

The rifling was immaculate and the bullet almost sang to me,
but I’m far too much of a coward to pull the trigger.

I put the revolver back into the box and I lit up a cigarette.
At least I could still manage to kill myself slowly.

Smoke filled my lungs and I turned out the lights.




One Last Song

I heard the ghosts of the past echo through the radio.
A mix of heartache and misery had followed all of those overplayed songs.

Although it was still a certain nostalgia trapped inside those damn F.M waves.

It often made me think of her and the person that she used to be.
And just how much she has faded away from me.

The sweet girl I had once known has finally grown up and she left me in the dust.

Her dreams were washed away and tears ran down across her cheeks.
Until long black hair waved in the wind as she sped away without ever looking back.

I enjoyed all of our music until the day we drifted into mere static.
The distance between us had simply became too great.

And like everything in life we just ended in silence.

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Bio: Scott Simmons is a young aspiring poet and humorist from Texas that has been featured in Duane's Poetree, Horror Sleaze Trash, and The Rye Whiskey Review. He also dabbles in art and he is the editor for The Dope Feind Daily.

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