2am
where do I begin?
crying off my face again
the silent sound of loneliness
wants to follow me to bed.
I'm a ghost of a girl
that I want to be most
I'm the shell of a girl
that I used to know well.
dancing slowly in an empty room
can the lonely take the place of you?
I sing myself a quiet lullaby
let you go and let the lonely in
to take my heart again.
too afraid to go inside
for the pain of one more loveless night
for the loneliness will stay with me
and hold me till I fall asleep.
I'm a ghost of a girl
that I want to be most
I'm the shell of a girl
that I used to know well.
dancing slowly in and empty room
can the lonely take the place of you?
I sing myself a quiet lullaby
let you go and let the lonely in
to take my heart again.
broken pieces of
a barely breathing story
where there once was love
now there's only me
and the lonely.
dancing slowly in and empty room
can the lonely take the place of you?
I sing myself a quiet lullaby
let you go and let the lonely in
to take my heart again.
-Christina Perri
YOU ARE READING
thoughts after midnight
Poetrythese are just some poems. some I wrote, some I didn't. I usually write when I'm upset, so most of them will be deep and somewhat disturbing. if I know who wrote it, I'll leave credit with initials. if I don't, I'll leave it as "-unknown". if it's m...
