Hibernaters

Not sure if thats a real word. I kind of figured it didn't matter. I've been listening to a lot of Radical Face and got inspired to write this.

Cover me up and throw me out,
behind the mourge nextdoor.
I keep it close 
like a second home.

A holy blanket to see the light shine through.
It's for me and and you,
for me and you.

I'll put myself first so I know the truth,
It's all for you,
It's all for you.

Winters teeth are blinding me,
And biting you,
with marks I couldnt see,

and so much to lose.

 

With a shorter sun and the day to lose,

theres so much to do,

so much to do.

 

Don't fall asleep now,

we haven't got much time.

Whats the use?

Whats the use?

 

Waves are crashing into my bed,

into my head

of one hundreds sleeps of a strangers dream,

and all the days we haven't met,

haven't met.
 
Night has come,
So I'll feel for you, 
for my truth,
you're my only truth.

Author's Note

Its only a matter of time, until theres no time at all

Reviews

[Arial, Black]

This is very interesting, with a lot of great imagery. I like the repetition of the lines. It gives it a kind of rocking rhythm. As for "Hibernaters" being a real word - you're right, it doesn't matter. I love the title. A poet can take liberties with the English language because we are trying to express the inexpressible and sometimes the right word does not already exist. :)

[olla]

thoughtful.. an interesting rhythm..

[joshua deathdealer]

I like the title. It's very fitting this moving poem. I'm not sure if the word is real but this poem is very very real. Excellent portrayal here.

[afra]

huuum..dis one is also nice ...keep it up