I sit alone in this room
Surrounded by these walls
Thinking about going out
But I wait here for her call.
I could take the bull by the horns
And venture out on my own
But that feels kinda hollow
Like a payment on a loan.
So I guess I’ll sit by myself
Close my eyes against the dark
And wish a little light would come
If only just a spark.
But I’ve grown accustomed
To living in shades of gray.
I’m a creature of the night
Uncomfortable with day.
Her memory seems to crowd me.
I try hard to ignore
Her smile and her face
And what has gone before.
I feel myself falling away
And sinking through the floor
As I try my best to live my life
On this side of the door.
Wednesday, March 7, 2012
Alone
Posted by The Dashboard Poet at Wednesday, March 07, 2012
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