One Night Only

Don't really know. Guess I felt this urge to write.

One Night Only

 

I take my precious time to relieve mind . . .

And rebuild the courage I can no longer find

I follow my thoughts home and my soul roams

Trapped in this mental death, heart as cold as stone

I’d rather be alone than love in vain

Laying down right beyond emotional acid rain

Falling for what I know is wrong

I act as the weak, fearing that I may be too strong

Quoting to myself deeply as I walk

Singing slow songs yet afraid to talk

I sometimes feel that a writer is someone I can’t be

I laugh a tear, grab my notebook and flee

I cry a thought, grab my pen and write

I haven’t changed; still attempting to live lyfe in one night.

 

By: B. G. R.

Finished: 4/17/08  10:15am