For a moment everything flickers, And these eyes that I call my own, Tuck away the truth. The greyness of the motorway serves it's purpose, Dutifully aware of a bland reality I've spent so long trying to forget. Tonight I am wieghtless, Slipping between my world and yours, Like the breeze that makes it's way From the forrest to the sea. Noisy buzzing hangs restless in the air, But it's quiet inside. And the daffodils that line the grassy vege Won't raise their heads. Even the stars will not lend me their beauty. Disappearing into the darkness, I know, That the night that swallows me up Has claimed a thousand victims. And the sunlight that will ripple my skin tomorrow morning, Touches you as well.
Reason for writing:
It's a poem about longing. Wishing so much to be with someone that everything else pales in coparison to their image. I hate the tedium of modern life, and it's about the repetition I have to endure, and the one thing that makes it bearable. I wrote it a year ago when I was 16, about the one person who I know I love, but I don't really like it much, I think it's quite a tacky poem......Please comment, I won't be offended.
Birth sign: Libra
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