thoughts after a peaceful bath.

I am angry,
Knew it would be like this,
yet I can't help but feel the sting of it.
Not having you around sucks.
Not talking to you is worse.
I know I am self sufficient,
however I got used to you being here.
Now that you aren't I wonder about you.
I let my curiosity get the best of me.
I shouldn't wonder.
I should just find something to do,
There is more than enough to keep me occupied,
yet I don't want to do any of it.
Such a procrastinator.
I listen to a melody and i hear you.
It makes me laugh and cry.
Dancing in a sunny room.
I long to feel the sun.
To me everything just feels cold right now,
maybe I should put something more on than just a towel.
I had a bath to calm my nerves.
Water calms me in the most peculiar way.
I am soothed by it.
Always have always will be.
Pisces remember?
I look in the mirror and my eyes tell me a story,
it isn't exactly happy,
and it isn't exactly sad either.
Its about a girl who is a dreamer,
she dreams in colour, music and movement.
She dreams of someone.
The end of this story is unknown,
i am just in the middle of writing it.
Living it page by page.
I don't want a happy ending,
I want a light-hearted story.
My ending will be like all endings go,
quiet and peaceful.
until then, I keep writing.
Line by line, sonnet after sonnet.
It is my charge, to write and to dream.

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