Night
VedderGirl27
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I sit on my front steps & smoke a cigarette,
just like we did together there so many times.
The almost-full moon's light shines down on me,
lights up everything around me.
The air is still, but cool on my skin.
A night like this used to make me feel alive, happy, at peace.
But now I only feel alone, cold, half-dead.
I wish for the sky to be pitch black...
then it would match my heart.
Do you remember the night we stood under a billion stars,
miles away from everything?
We kissed...you never looked more beautiful.
I stare at the stars now and hate them.
I hate the memories they scream at me...
our bodies pressed together...
folding your arms around me...
feeling at home for once in my life.
I hate this constant ache they cause in my heart.
Will this darkness ever go away?
It seems impossible.
How can it when everything I see,
everything I've always loved reminds me of you?
just like we did together there so many times.
The almost-full moon's light shines down on me,
lights up everything around me.
The air is still, but cool on my skin.
A night like this used to make me feel alive, happy, at peace.
But now I only feel alone, cold, half-dead.
I wish for the sky to be pitch black...
then it would match my heart.
Do you remember the night we stood under a billion stars,
miles away from everything?
We kissed...you never looked more beautiful.
I stare at the stars now and hate them.
I hate the memories they scream at me...
our bodies pressed together...
folding your arms around me...
feeling at home for once in my life.
I hate this constant ache they cause in my heart.
Will this darkness ever go away?
It seems impossible.
How can it when everything I see,
everything I've always loved reminds me of you?
There was a whole inside his soul a manicure couldn't fill. So he found himself a whore to love while daisies choked in the windowsill. *JK*
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i wait for a moment and a feel a moment pass
poured my wishes in an hourglass
guess i'd like to believe her face will never change
all my faces seem to stay the same.
Memories always die last
If they ever do at all...
But with time they at least become
Hazy reminders,
Blurred by time and distance...
And when they do,
The stars will shine for you again
And you will no longer hate them...
and I hope you will smile
Did you write that poem? It 's very good.
It seems impossible.
How can it when everything I see,
everything I've always loved reminds me of you?
This part has surely hit my soft baby spot. I think everyone has felt the sharp pang of confusion after the loss of something wonderful (i.e. love). And I think people can easily connect with this piece. Absolutely lovely, Veddergirl27.
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