Lying in my bed, half awake,
Watching the stars shine in the sky.
Suddenly, a knock is heard
And the door to my room opens.
She stands in the doorway,
Surrounded by the light from the hall.
When I raise my head, ask “are you alright?”
She stifles a sob, and whispers: “he dumped me”
In an instant, my world shatters,
Just like hers did earlier that night.
She walks into the room, slowly,
And I welcome her into my arms.
As I hold her, as her pain touches me,
I think about what to tell her.
Yet I say nothing and remain silent,
For words have no use here.
After a while, I look at my friend.
The moment of tears is over.
She tells me she's just tired;
That she just needs to sleep.
But as she leaves, I sense the feelings:
The Sorrow, Sadness, Pain and Anger
That invade her broken heart,
Leaving it scorched, wounded, dying.
I would like to run after her,
To hold her and to comfort her.
But I stay still, and she leaves alone,
For it is not me she needs now.
SHE VERY LUCKY TO HAVE A FRIEND LIKE U,
SHE VERY LUCKY TO HAVE A FRIEND LIKE U, LOVE THE LINE:
But I stay still, and she leaves alone,
For it is not me she needs now.
Visual poet/ Libertine lost in a labyrinth of complexities, methaphors, searching for the essence/ Ink of life/ death to spell my syphilistic words on the page/ screen.