Alone

Thoughts taunt me till the early hours of the morning.

I lie awake stirring restlessly until dawn.

Thinking of this or that.

Thinking of you

wondering where you are.

Thinking of ways to get out of this life,

But not wanting to go.

Feeling utterly alone

Yet strangely suffocated

Crying over the spilled milk that has become my life.

I can't seem to stop the circles I walk in.

I am drowning within myself,

No matter who tries to grab me,

I resist.

Arms and legs thrashing

A child throwing a tantrum.

Kicking until you let go

I cry when you are gone.

I reach for you until you’re on the edge

and pull you in with me

and I lose you

and I lie here

broken and alone

Author's Notes/Comments: 

2000 - Brooklyn.

Rev. 11-28-2001

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