Troy

Troy

A Poem by Sams
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This is a song that I wrote while not paying attention in math class a couple of months ago. It's about someone I used to be best friends with.

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I've never been thirsty
Ever since I drowned
Don't know how to swim
Since the current dragged me down
Swept up in the riptide
Guess I shoulda known 
That once you're underwater
There's no point in having lungs

Keep my feet down, planted
God knows I don't climb trees
Not since all these broken bones
stubbed toes and bloody knees
Trust I learned my lesson
You know that I believe
There's no good that'll come
from something I'll never need.

I don;t sit by the fire
Now that I've been burned
Don't dare to poke 
those wicked coals
ever since I learned
I keep my distance
stay away
I know better than to stay
stay and sit by the fire
watch the flames grow higher
douse it with the water
that I don't need.

Keep my feet down, planted
God knows I don't climb trees
Not since all these broken bones
stubbed toes and bloody knees
Trust I learned my lesson
You know that I believe
There's no good that'll come
from something I'll never need.

Outside, wind is blowing
lightning, thunder rolls.
boarded in the basement
no one else here
I'm alone
No one here to hold me tight
safely in their arms
but how long would that ever last
till they've up and left, and gone?
What point is there to hold you back
Why bother to believe?
Who could ever let you close to them
When all you ever do is leave?

I keep my feet down, planted
Hell knows I climbed that tree
Couldn't even walk home
with my bones and bloody knees
Why couldn't I learn my lesson?
Shot, I can't believe
I deluded myself
into longing for
the one thing
I didn't need

© 2026 Sams


Author's Note

Sams
First song I'm posting, hope yall like it.

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Added on February 25, 2026
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They/Them pronouns, I go by Sammy, Sam, Samuel, the works. I write songs, poems, and stories. My stand alone poems are not connected to the stories I write, but if they do take place in the same.. more..