Poem: Never Have I Ever

Jan 21, 2010 02:16

Two in one night! On a roll. Also now very tired. Going to bed now.


Never Have I Ever

The game is called Never Have I Ever and it’s played with alcohol
Everyone in a circle and it goes round and round
Someone says a never have they ever, and if you have, you take a drink
The more experience you have the more wasted you get,
But I when I play the game I always win and it feels like losing,
Stone cold sober because never ever have I ever ever.

Never Have I Ever snuck out late at night
To roam the streets and get lost in darkness
To find trouble and madness and danger and love
And dreams that just might someday come true.
The first boy I ever kissed took me driving the night he got his license
We went to the park and we kissed on the bridge
And then a spotlight lit up the night
The police there to break it up move along nothing to see.
I guess they thought we were having too much fun,
But they needn’t have worried because never ever have I ever ever.

Never Have I Ever had a broken heart
And it sounds real nice to say it, but it works both ways
You can’t break your own heart; someone has to do it for you
Before a heart can break a heart has to love
And I’ve had my affairs like we all have
The boy I kissed on the bridge, another I danced with in the street
And one who kissed me on a bench and made my stomach twist
And it might have been lust and it might have been fear
And others who I never danced with and never kissed at all
An artist’s fingers, a soldier’s heart, but never ever have I ever ever.

Never Have I Ever played the game called Secrets
But the real secret is: I’ve always wanted to
Everyone in a circle and it goes round and round
You tell everyone something that nobody knows it doesn’t matter what
It just has to be a secret and it has to be true
And when the game’s over it goes without saying that nobody talks
Give your secret away and know it will be kept no matter what
And I have secrets, like we all do, that long to be told
Secret thoughts, secret dreams, secret fears that keep me up at night
And all they need is a trusting ear, but never ever have I ever ever.

writing, poetry

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