Category: Writers Block
Sitting on the porch…scared to ring the bell.
I wait for you to see me…I sit scared as hell.
Rocking in the chair…hoping the squeaks bring you near.
I wait for you to hear me
I’m alone so filled ….with fear.
Pacing on the hardwood
not knowing what to say.
When you see me pacing
when you make your way.
Laying on your welcome mat
not feeling very welcome.
I guess you’re in there sleeping
you’re so peaceful …when you sleep.
Freezing on the outside
so cold but yet so sweet.
Your body’s on the inside
I’d kill to feel your heat.
Dialing on my phone
the number of your phone.
I can’t smash send.so now I’m …going home.
Walking towards my car
I’m down about myself.
Getting in my car
I want to kill myself.
You make me feel complete
At the same time I’m me.
I’m so always not complete
without you I’m …never free.
Free from depressive states of mind, body, and soul.
Free from sad days with me
free from sad days alone.
Turning my ignition switch
bright lights start shining through
My eyes are blinded momentarily..
Holy Shit
It’s you!
Sitting on the porch together
not worried about the bell.
We’re looking in each other’s eyes
I’m no longer scared as hell.
This night will be a memory
One that’s sure to keep.
I didn’t want to wake you
I thought you were
Sound asleep.