Mocktober Life

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By Lillian

Sitting under incandescent lights During these repeating Moscow nights Stefani sings in my ears As I shed these silent tears I play pretend day to day But at night I obsess away I think about this summer passed I wonder why I didn't make it last Sexual and too attainable Somewhat innocent and unexplainable Smoke curls away and I take another breath It's sad to know we'd be together if I hadn't left Could hanging heavy with my heart Maple leaves cover this town like art I twist my finished cigarette out As I pull myself slowly off the ground Gone away but so unable to forget I'm alone completely with my first regret I remember all the words we said I dwell on all the times we don't get spend Selfish and too self-assured But so devoted and yet unsure I trudge back to be all alone Heartbroken because I'm not with you at home [10.23.09 - 2:20AM]

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