How are you holding on ?

This was something I wrote on a lonely night as I think about the girl I like. She look so happy; want everyone to think it that way. Yet I can sense a tinge of sorrow whenever I hear her talk.

Beneath the cover of exuberance, lies a tired weak lonely soul
That cries for attention and affectionate, that its constantly pour.

How long is less, how short is more; an lonely anthem sung in the store.

It wait and wait for a moment to stop, just to be afraid when all things stalled.

It wants its rest, yet solace is its greatest fear
The lonely silence that came along bring its tear

How long is less, how short is more; an lonely anthem sung in the store.
When will it realise, nothing really matter everything is but fantasy and more.

A soothing touch, a serene voice and a warm glare; are all she need.
To find comfort in the silent solace that she dread.

You are not alone is what it hear as it slowly drift away
carrying a faint smile as its bliss cradle her to sleep

Author's Note

Hey there, this is my first attempt at poetry! It will be delightful hear some feedback on how to improve ! :)

Reviews

[Lizardo]

This is very interesting and I like the flow of the poem.
You did a great job writing this, this is very good.
Good work!