Submissions by beaux-restes
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I write relentlessly, holding on to hope that whatever crap I'm going through now won't last forever, but scared of the thought that I may be losing grasp of that hope now.
SELF POEM
Published
5th Sep 2015 1:52pm
5th Sep 2015 1:52pm
Nighttime with nothing to do
Every one is gone,
Every one is silent,
Every one is busy,
And I am all alone.
I am laying in bed,
At nighttime,
Finding excuses to stay up,
To further ruin my ambitions,
And inhibitions,
And exhibitions.
I cannot count
How many thoughts
Are running in my head now,
But I can tell you,
When you're alone
In situations like this,
It feels like you're gonna be
Forever alone
Picking off the beautiful things,
Shattering the gateway
To your dreams with
Each blowing thought
Every one is silent,
Every one is busy,
And I am all alone.
I am laying in bed,
At nighttime,
Finding excuses to stay up,
To further ruin my ambitions,
And inhibitions,
And exhibitions.
I cannot count
How many thoughts
Are running in my head now,
But I can tell you,
When you're alone
In situations like this,
It feels like you're gonna be
Forever alone
Picking off the beautiful things,
Shattering the gateway
To your dreams with
Each blowing thought
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