I'm almost stuck on empty
I keep driving to the end
I'll stop now and again for a $10 break
Just to get me going again.
I'm working every morning
I sleep four hours a night
I don't know what I do with my afternoons
But that's merely half my plight.
You are the absence of my dreams
You are the roots of my pain
In the ramblings of my mind, you are
The thought that drives me insane.
In the night that I met you
and the hour I was sober
You made such an impression on me:
The hardest person to get over.
I'm almost stuck on empty
That's how it feels these days,
It's the ridiculous memories of you,
That's the center of this craze.
A contest entry
- Running On Empty by Touchof1der.
600 points, ended August 27, 2008, 15 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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I love this. Absolutely.
Luck -
Yeppers, sometimes love can leave us feeling like we are running on empty! Great take on the prompt. Best of luck to you in the contest. I appreciate your taking the time and making the effort to enter. I hope it proved to be an enjoyable experience and challenge for you.
♥ Touchof1der -
Just what's involved in a $10 break?
While the rhythm of this seemed a little hard to get down in places, I think your message came across nicely. I'm guessing that the title holds some special meaning to you, though it escaped me. My favorite part was the third stanza. I think it was the strongest. Best of luck in the contest!
~woof
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You should have listened to me. Dammit, I'm gonna kill him. Well not really. But still....
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