Thursday, November 18, 2010

I run into the dark night
Because I am one with the cold
The leaves have all fallen now
The trees are stark and bold

A thousand cars fly by
But not one of them will see
The solitary tear that shakily forms
And seeps out of me

So I push a little further
And I run until I can’t breathe
Because as long as my lungs are screaming
Then you aren’t haunting me.

But eventually I come back
To this empty stark apartment
And am forced to face the reality
Of my lonely little compartment

A life of solitude and reflection
I inflicted this on myself
When I gave up on the illusion
That what we had was wealth

And eventually the bitterness
Will sweeten with the Spring
And then I hope to find someone
Who is more than just a fling.

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