And they call me Solitary
By whispers in the night
Estranged from the world
I sit in my comfort of my tear soaked pillows
They offer someone to listen
To the thoughts that reside in thy mind
I know I’m crazy
Too confused
Too wrapped up in my sadness
Too abused
I can shout and you wont hear
The pain that screams from every tear
That I drop
As I put my head down
And watch the crimson rivers flow
And they call me solitary
For I am just alone
Hiding from death’s gentle glow
Holding myself in my room
Where I sob and swallow my sorrows down
Even though in time they regurgitate
Solitary I am
That I will always be
For I hold something inside
A light you can not see
A voice you can not hear
A rich velvet you can not touch
I hold myself inside of me
And they call me solitary
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Copyright 2004 cidney elizabeth
Published on Monday, December 6, 2004.
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On Wednesday, February 16, 2005, The Crimson Queen
(917) wrote:
painful write...nice job