December 15, 1991

149. Looking Over My Shoulder

I fell asleep in a prayer and woke up in a dream,
A revelry of hatefulness and thoughts that were obscene.
Swimming in a puddle of tears that drowned my eyes,
Screaming loudly at you, yet you’d just ignore my cries.
Drifting in turmoil, I staggered from your sight,
Thought of as a coward despite my effortless might.
I walked the lonely streets back to my solemn home,
Only to face the reality of sitting all alone.
But still, I went on, thinking of nothing new,
For even as bad as you once treated me,
         I still felt the same way about you...

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