I sing to myself in the rain
I'm all alone, left behind
watching the stars twinkle past the quiet streetlights
You laugh with them in a distance
I watch and observe
but I'm by myself
won't you come join me?
I'm crying to myself
singing songs of dying girls and wishes untold
why don't you understand that I'm all by myself?
Time heals all wounds, they say
will it fix a broken heart?
Will it calm the hopes of the desperate
and bring back the suicidal?
Can it ease the suffering of loss
or even make the tears from dropping?
Tell me, if time heals all wounds
why am I not standing?
Why aren't I laughing by your side
or holding you to keep warm
I think to myself
all out in the big world
will I ever have you there
or am I just thinking of the impossible?
You look through me like a shard of glass,
yet you can't see what's inside me.
I'm an open book;
why don't you pick me up and see what I have to say
I laugh to myself
thinking about times I could've had
but instead I'm left with an empty space
waiting to be filled.
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Poems as Strange as Llamas
PoesíaA book of poems that are, Good and bad, Happy and sad. Loving and wondering. Hateful and pondering. Mysterious and curious. Angry and furious. Words from the heart, Each taking their part, To open the world, From the eyes of two girls.