I ScreamA Poem by ksscamposthe agony of waiting for a loved one to return. minutes feels like days, days feels like years. perhaps, they will never return.I ScreamI Scream The tears you cry now flow down my cheek I felt your shiver come down my spine I stand out my hand; you’re not there to hold it Yet it seems if I turn my face you’ll kindly greet me; smiling In my dreams I call to you and you come running On the bottom of the bottle you’re drowning I must drink To save you, I kill myself gradually I am numb, but you’re my senses I look back and see myself at the table Mug in hand, broken and disabled Converting chemically to something unknown Distressed for being alone Never heard the sound of quietness such like this It was never too long before you gave me a kiss I scream I make no sound I am alone in the room there is no one around I scream Four forty it shows and the it hasn’t moved in days I have kept it company, time has my sympathy It feels alone, as if no one was watching I am closer to saving you, the bottle is vacant I try in a reiterated form to get to you I sink underneath the surface of the flask Trying to find our way back I wake up Four forty it shows, it hasn’t moved in days Empty bottles on the table, from which I’ve been enslaved I look to the side, my eyes cannot adjust Four forty it shows, as I stare at the clock © 2014 ksscamposReviews
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6 Reviews Added on October 22, 2014 Last Updated on October 22, 2014 Authorksscamposboca raton, FLAbout#amateurpoet political madness a amateur writer, getting thoughts out of my head. more..Writing
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