The sky so gray,
so, beautiful.
Clouds surround everything,
they, cry.
I sit on my bed listing to it hit the windows,
Raindrop, after raindrop, after raindrop,
drip drop drip drop.
Looking around gazing at my walls,
full of posters of my favorite bands and candy,
I tune in to the CD that is being spit out of my radio.
It is so loud.
So loud, I feel the base going all through my body,
as if I were the music itself.
My heartbeat has become one with the base.
Feeling the beats just make me think,
think of how much I’ve missed being alone
in my room..
Miss being surrounded by everything I own.
Sitting there reflecting on days that have past,
I realize I was too busy to get in touch with myself.
No one is home.
Everything is so quite.
Everything seems so old now.
Minutes pass by slowly,
my thoughts just fly through my head.
I think of how I am,
how I want to be,
and how I was.
Its all one big movie going on in my head.
There’s so much about life to think about.
Its hard to do it, but its refreshing,
to at least know where you stand.
Being alone gives you responsibility to find the inner you.
Life may not turn out how you want it to be,
But, I try to make the best of it.
I need time to myself to do that.
Only way to do that is to be,
Alone.
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Written November 26th, 2003
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hmm...........alright then, l like it, yet l do not seem to have a full understanding of the meaning in this poem....anyways.good job, keep it up ^,..,^ Rhod ^,..,^
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