Please hand me the phoneA Poem by ShaunMosley
My window is getting smaller,
My time is running low, If i don't man up and call her, I guess I'll never know But if I never find it, The courage that it takes I wont risk the chance of hurting Or be lost when my heart breaks I did that once you know I made that dreadful call It was so very long ago I gained then lost it all I felt like such a fool I gave it all I had I feel like such a tool Man she did me bad Its been four long years now Its getting close to five So long I don't remember how Or if inside I'm still alive I guess I am growing tired Of feeling all alone In loneliness I'm mired I better get the phone © 2013 ShaunMosleyFeatured Review
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10 Reviews Added on January 3, 2013 Last Updated on January 3, 2013 AuthorShaunMosleyBaltimore, MDAboutI am a 33 year old small business owner. I am originally from Lexington Kentucky and currently residing in Baltimore, Maryland. I prefer reading and writing fiction, and other creative pieces. more..Writing
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