Loves Confusion

Not quite finished...but thought I would put it out there anyhow

 

Time is driving me crazy

Marching on like I am not along

The tick of the clock

Chisels my thoughts with its song

 

I know I am missing out

On things others do

I sit underneath this shroud

And think on and on about you

 

I wonder if I will ever break this barrier

That seems to sit between you and I

Or if I will forever embrace loneliness

Because I didn’t try

 

Silence is our bed fellow

Although so much is said

I feel as though I watch from the bench

I want to get into the game instead

 

I want to run and flail my arms

Yelling to the highest peak

Showing you I am here

Still you do not speak

Reviews

[Antonio Valentino]

So many times its what isn't said that hurts the most. I'm going through that right now as we speak. How much you just want to grab the person and tell them everything you feel, but you don't, and it goes back to that familiar quiet again. Quiet with a smile, yes, I'm fine thank you, how are you?!

Not knowing will always be worse than knowing where you stand.

Thanks for this Tigra.
You're a wonderful writer.

Antonio

[cest la vie]

Wow!! Such raw emotion. So much said, yet left unsaid. This is beautifully stated and a very pleas for the end to the indecisive place you are in. Truly well done.

Lynne

[Eagle Cruagh]

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Beautiful !

Eagle Cruagh

[deeps]

I like this write I find it soft as well as sad in a way.
I like the emotion you put into this.
It grips the heart