Late Night ThoughtsA Poem by VitalianRose
Is it early or is it late?
I can hear sleep calling yet can't take the bait My mind still racing and traveling My heart trying to keep from unraveling Your words still in my ears ring true I really do not understand you Sometimes I feel your emotions from where I sit Others I can't feel you even a bit Is it me? Am I not trying hard enough to see? Usually being near you I feel it most That soaring heart that I want to boast Yet recently I feel it fleeting What is it that receding? I'm trying everything I can think Gliding carefully across this icy rink I search hard for the warmth in your eyes Yet somedays I feel that you don't hear my cries Do you see that I'm trying? Do you see the path I'm occupying? I'm chasing after you, trying to keep up Seeming like nothing more than your little leashed pup Will you look back? You move so fast, will I lose track? I have to move faster These tired limbs could cause disaster One wrong step I'd stumble and fall The roots of these trees covering all But I must pick up my pace I must keep up my chase I must ignore the thought in my head Telling me that all those dreams are dead Long gone and buried deep Lost away where no one can see It has to be wrong I knows it's been long But there has to be a way For us to have our day So why does every fiber of my being scream Tearing apart my hopes at the seam Then it happens, I stumble and crash My ankle caught from movements so rash I look up and search for you Needing help but losing view Where did you go? Is that the cawing of a hungry crow? Will you come back? My panic is making me lose track My head is twirling, the world is spinning I can't bear the thought of another winning You are the love of my life I dream of being your wife Yet every day that dream hazes As I'm left figuring out these mazes I need you help Yet it seems like just a silent yelp An unheard plea Like being lost at sea Will you be there? Will I only just tear? I miss you... © 2020 VitalianRose |
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Added on June 3, 2020 Last Updated on June 3, 2020 AuthorVitalianRoseJacksonville, FLAboutJust another harlequin, performing for the world, hoping that things get better. I write to vent and get my thoughts out of my head because the longer they stay there, the louder they get. more..Writing
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