4:05 am
Silent bus station
Crowed bar
I throw my dreams to the stars
No arms to hold me now
No lips to kiss
No body to show me how
I weep inside
My exterior is worn
Chipping and peeling
Lonely I go away
To drown myself in the bay
No one will fuss
My dad might cuss
I go away today
To drown myself in the bay
A contest entry
- simple contest by Avendesora Dreamer.
700 points, ended September 1, 2008, 19 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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wow....loss of love is not the end of the world...and yet it is, because the world is changed forever and not the same once youve had love and then lost it...
thanks for the entry!

