Last night I thought of you

[dc_911]

I wanted to hear cricket noises last night.
I wanted to hear a train go by.
I wanted to hear something different
Maybe it was you breathing. I don't know, I didn't hear it so

Another night went by.

But I am sure you are tired of hearing these things from me
I'm sure I've already been painted in colors I'm not found of
Maybe something like orange or blue

Comments

[atypical_satan]

Yo dude...are you doing the drunkpoet thing?...

Great Poem

[dad_1957]

Hey Buddy, This was a great poem. I have felt this way so many times before. Loneliness is a horrable pain that can eat you alive. So many times as I have layed in bed I also yearned to feal someones's breath on my skin and to feal as though someone knew i exist too.People will always paint us in the colors that best suit them and frame us as they choose. This just makes them feal more powerful and better about themselves. We as men are taught as boys we should not show our emotional sides . We were told this is a weakness and people will see us as weak and take avantage of us. I have choosen to let my own true colors show and feal empowered and much stronger for it. Life is to short to conform to how others want to mold you. You must be true and honest with yourself and to yourself and be who and what you really are. When you show your real self you will take away other's power over you. Please join my friend's list and let me join your's. Good Luck Friend

Re: Great Poem

[dc_911]

The point that I feel that you are not fully appreciating is that it is not just "someone" that I want to feel next to me. It is a very specific individual.