I drive by your lonely eyes
staring into nothing,
trying desperately to look
at nowhere;
Alone.
Is that me?
Driving by,
or looking into
a vacant tomorrow
on flickering screen.
You refuse to see
me standing here
tentative hands
wanting to hold
your anything.
Your safety
in yesterday's failed promise.
Shattered by faith
that life will
go on.
That was Awesome. Tough, but awesome.
ReplyDeletewow. that last stanza was like the hammer to the nail...intense poem...
ReplyDeleteThanks guys. I really liked that last stanza too. I finished the poem and had to say "whoa" to myself. I like when that happens :)
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