The Meaning

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By Maren

Tonight you called tonight you called and cried you wanted to see me you wanted to see me so bad you didn't care you didn't care about anything about anything but me. Tonight I tried to calm you down then I just hung up the phone you called me back you called me back at once you wanted to come over but you weren't able to. Then I hung up the phone again and again you did call back I told you I'd come over I didn't care at all didn't care about anything about anything but you and I hung up the phone and left. Hours went by as I tried to get to you it took me hours to be finally there then I arrived and I saw you you lying on the floor you surrounded by bottles surrounded by bottles and drugs. All alone and mistaken mistaken by the world you were lying there you were lying there crying crying wanting nothing wanting nothing but me. And now I wonder was it all just you just you being drunk or is what you said true?

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