I spent a day alone, it was quiet nd the day stood still. I spent a day by myself to remind me of what is really my realness. It's kinda funny how silence speaks sometimes when your all alone, and you remember exactly how you feel. Well I guess I just shut my eyes closed to imagine everything was going to be okay, I could not hide my face, I let the shedding of my tears stream down my face, their purpose was to wash away my fears. When I'm alone and nobody else is there, I wait for myelf to remind me that I'm still here. What if I should cry to the thought that I might die, to let myself fall, I wonder is it really worth it all? So I let the my tears stream down my face to wash away my fears. My anger so violent, yet my words so silent, so I guess I should be left wondering what is really mine. What if the way I look could be judged like a crime? And should I leave these tears to wash away my fears? Please write comments in comment box below.
Reason for writing:
WOW! this shit took a lot of thinking. you should seen how many god damn scrumpled up pieces of paper were around my feet. this poem i just thought of weird things that could happen in your mind but not in reality, and look at what i created.
Birth sign: Gemini
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