Thursday, April 22, 2010
'Disconnected'
All these questions fill my head
Until it aches too much to sleep
Like "Do you look at him the way you use to look at me?"
And all I can do is try and coax myself into nocturnal bliss
With the hope that maybe I'll see you there
Waiting in my dreams
You said you'd always be there for me
Now you're gone
And I have so much left to say
But no way to get the words to you
I lie here disconnected from the world
With you inhabiting every free space in my mind
And the thought of you will never fade
And I'd rather die alone than love another
Memories play in my head like old, home movies
And this is my favorite part
You see that girl walking toward me?
She's all mine
Then the reel runs down
And I sit alone in the dark
Counting the hours until dawn.
© Justin Woodall, March 2010
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