~
tears drip,
drip, drip
fall steadily from
my rosy cheeks
~
if loneliness were something real,
it would follow me all day everyday.
if loneliness was something solid,
it would stick to me even in the thickest crowds
if loneliness were to leave me alone,
which it never does,
i could be happy,
i could live,
i could die
in peace.
but i can't.
save me;
i am drowning
in an ocean of fear.
save
me
from
my-
-self.
YOU ARE READING
The Leather Bound Book
PoetryThese are the poems from the journal where I keep everything I feel. You may notice that some of the poems are from my books, like from Elcolight, well really, just Elcolight. Tell me what you think about these; I poured my emotions into them.
