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Feb 19, 2004 19:15

3am is the lonliest time at night
Starring up at the ceiling
It's cracks acutely synonomous
With the fractures of my heart
Wondering what my life coulda been
But ultimately is not.

Thoughts like these prevent sleep
Feels like bloods dripping from my eyes
They're so dry
Footsteps above me, pounding beside me
I guess I'm the not the only one
Who ain't asleep

The still night makes me smile
In reverie, unlike the noise
Moonlight reflected off snow
World peace for a moment
A snowglobe menagerie
Hiding the ugliness of the world

...why are all my songs coming out emorific? I find this disheartening. I think I should pick up poetry for dummies, or something, and work on my allusions, and onomotopeia.
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