Cloud WatchingA Poem by The Devil's Own B***hLaying out in a field of grass Just staring up at the sky, I watch as the sun shines bright And as the clouds drift on by. I watch as the clouds Start to take on shapes and form, Watch as in the distance Thunder rumbles – it’s an oncoming storm. But until the sky darkens here I’ll lay and watch the clouds drift on by. I’ll lay here and watch As they drift across the sky. Hey, look, That one looks just like a heart! Ah, but it’s broken. Do you see it’s been torn apart? I watch as that broken heart Begins to transform into something new, Watching as it changes, Starting to feel a little blue. How could it be so easy For that broken heart to mend? Why is it not that simple for me? Why do I continue to stretch and bend? I start to feel the raindrops Trickling down my face. I look up but of the storm clouds There is no trace. What I thought were raindrops Tracing down my cheeks Ends up being teardrops. God, I feel so weak. I look up to the sky once more Hoping to see a glimpse of the truth Hoping to see Just the tiniest bit of proof; That you had ever Felt anything for me; The proof that just maybe You and I can be. But the sky clouds over completely – The storm is here. I was looking for a sign from above And I guess the answer is clear. But still I long for you; Long for your touch. Still I ache to wrap my arms around you. I miss you so damn much. But the clouds have spoken, So I guess I should abide; I guess I’ll just have to walk away With no one at my side… Copyright©JosieWentzel10March2009
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Added on March 10, 2009AuthorThe Devil's Own B***hRoodepoort, South AfricaAboutMy name is Josie and I am what people term 'weird'. I love my poetry; reading; writing; and being miserable. I know, that sounds odd, but misery is what I know and enjoy most in life. It's been a b.. more..Writing
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