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Pocky-Machine — Confessions
Published: 2010-02-28 03:41:05 +0000 UTC; Views: 225; Favourites: 0; Downloads: 5
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Description I'm tired
I'm so so tired
I feel my heartbeat falter
now and again
dizzy
Like time slipped out from under me

Naturally unafraid
curiously unkempt
for someone who knows they can be beautiful
like a bird in a cage
fluttering, hopeful
lethargic, trapped

I used to be good
I once was full of love
Sometimes they look at me
And they think I still am
Until I return the gaze
and they shut their mouths

When did I get mean
and start hurting myself
and loving only those without need for it
shutting myself away
and wondering, endlessly, why?

Candlewax litters my windowsill
each one a promise
each one a lie to myself
Dreams of Paradise
That will never come true

I'm so tired
of being a dreamer
of choosing to be alone
I long for a summer day
colorful, warm and bright

It's cold up here
in the little prison I've built
No arms around me
No soothing voice
No one to say goodbye to

All I want is sleep
To dream of summer days
music and life around me
wind tossing flowers in the air
cool grass to fall back in

I'm exhausted
ready to hibernate
and dream endlessly
of summer and his voice
to wake, and have it be true

But the alarm always rings
The day goes on
People live and people die
their stupid, ignorant lives
And I watch
Awake.
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Comments: 2

Shadows-thief [2010-02-28 18:12:43 +0000 UTC]

i like all your recent poems...i find them beautiful

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Pocky-Machine In reply to Shadows-thief [2010-03-02 05:24:47 +0000 UTC]

Thanks. I don't remember writing them actually. I just do, and then later I come back and read them. I'm glad you like them. They're all pretty much true.

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