So TiredA Poem by Shelly BraenI open my eyes The sunlight reaches through the blinds warming my cold skin and irises The windows to my soul grow heavy I pull the blanket tight And wish the day away Turning in a sigh Not another No, no more counting I am broken Don’t fix me Sun, turn your back and walk away The King of clocks He has departed Leaving behind Only the passing hours What do I need the light for When time is all I have? My mouth is coated in betrayal And my voice thin with sleep No matter Why should I speak When there are no words? No words to make a difference I go through the motions Careful not to look at the pendulum The only thing left of a love That was not a love at all © 2010 Shelly Braen |
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Added on November 19, 2010 Last Updated on November 19, 2010 AuthorShelly BraenCAAboutMy pen name is Shelly Braen, I'm twenty five years old. I love Books, Writing, Art, Music, Playing the Piano, and Photography. Favorite Photographer: Robert Mapplethorpe Favorite Painter: Gustave .. more..Writing
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