Sometimes I Wonder If You Miss Me

i am empty

Sometimes I wonder if you miss me

from my fetal-tucked corner I think

because though tear filled eyes

the world becomes distorted

colour shifted by violet prisms that give me hope

with dancing images and lies of smiles

like it used to be

But wipe away such happy prisms

and see the real world for what it is

there are no smiles

not from you

nothing dances, the ocean lay still and grey

the clouds fly over and away and are replaced with darker ones each time

the birds stay hidden with no song

and in low-tide of salty nothingness

the waves as shallow as my metaphors which now dont venture

my reflection riddled with ripples

shows me what i hoped not know

you dont miss me at all

I really am alone

but still, you might

i wonder

Reviews

[Bear]

Very well written, you have a good grasp of words and there usage for your age. There is a philosophical depth to your work as well as good imagery (the waves as shallow as my metaphors which now don't venture my reflection riddled with ripples). Once again I must point out that this is exceptional work for some one of your age and experience, it should be very interesting to see where your writing talents take you.