Sometimes

Sometimes

A Poem by speakingcolors
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I was feeling down about someone and this is just some hope that I continually hold on to. It's an a.m. poem.

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Sometimes

I lay awke at night thinking of you

Of how I feel when I see your smile

 

Sometimes

I stare at the picture I have of you

Wond'ring how it would look if I were there

 

Sometimes

It is too much that I am not with you

Here and there but never together

 

Sometimes

It is harder when I get to see you

'Cause I see him too and it's not me

 

Sometimes

I wish I was the one to comfort you

When your life just gets to be too much

 

Sometimes

I think of how it was 'tween me and you

And how it won't ever be the same

 

Sometimes

I go to the place that's special for you

It's special for me and always will

 

Sometimes

I hope you change your mind of me and you

That you might just think of me...

 

...somtimes

© 2008 speakingcolors


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Sometimes

I stare at the picture I have of you

Wond'ring how it would look if I were there

Sometimes

I go to the place that's special for you

It's special for me and always will

I behve this way too.
It hurts.

And it hurt to read something that I can identify so much with.
Heart wrenching piece.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

great job, i wrote a poem like that a few years ago. yours is way better though. i really like the last three lines, they really expressed your feelings about this person. great write!

Posted 16 Years Ago


This is a deep poem, man... it's awesome. I kinda want to cry, and I love the repetition.

Posted 16 Years Ago



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speakingcolors
speakingcolors

somewhere outside looking in, PA



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poet/songwriter/author sometimes I feel so much it hurts. i have all these thoughts running through my head, little segments of a whole that i can't see. most of them never get put down in writ.. more..

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