1 a.m

1 a.m

A Poem by PoeticFury

She called me in the middle of the morning as I was still part awake. She said hurry please get here now.
I don't care when, or for that matter how.

I told her that I would be on my way.
Just hang in their it is never to late.
As I ran out of my home the currents in the river started to shift my way the birds did not fly off the rail.

The only thing they did was sit, and like a dog when told to all they did was stay.

I cut myself on the fence instead of going down the stairs I got to my car and end up rushing trying to get to her right away.

So here I am on the road on a drive that seemed to take forever.
Simply bleeding it's freezing cold, so I guess winter was not my season.

Red lights took hours..
Rain started to fall from a drizzle to showers.
I tried to run to the store, but I could not find nothing to bring to her.

Mainly flowers, so as I arrived outside her door.
There was no pick up on the other end of the phone.
I said to myself that maybe it was a trick, or dream.
Maybe I am still alone.

So as I went to pull off I noticed that her door was broken, but they just did remodeled her house, so why is the door wide open.

So as I got out my car over the rose bushes I tripped.
I already had a rip in my pants, and a thorn stuck in my shirt.
As a result I am scratched and hooked.

Wet and screaming her name.
Down the stairs she came saying surprise wearing the exact same thing when I first met her.

With that I can see the flashback in my eyes.
She said I look a mess.
I took the thorn out my side and said what is the problem?
As I handed her the flower.

She said I just wanted to see you cause i miss you cause we could not spend christmas.

Did it hurt that I could not wait.
As she wiped the blood from off my arm underneath it was the tattoo of the heart that she has placed in me on my arm.

I shut off my car alarm, and said that forever in my arms as she hugged me you I will always hold, and now it is time to wake up.

As I opened my eyes and saw her next to me in my bed side.
I know now that she is for me and I know who we are.
For that matter know who I am, but some of the strangest things can happen, and this goes to prove it cause this just happen at........

1 A.M

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© 2011 PoeticFury


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Thank you.. I hope that is good coming from you that means alot

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Informative. Lately it seems the more you write and post you show us a bigger part of your experience range.

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PoeticFury
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Heaven has no fury like a writer with emotion. I love writing more than I love life. Why? Cause writing is my life, and without it I have no life. I enjoy music, and meeting new people. Also like most.. more..

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