Whispers of a Silent Night
As I lay awake in my bed,Thoughts of you fill my troubled head,
Swirling around as though caught in the current of a violent ocean,
Banging! Screaming! Crying out to you-Always in motion,
Always loving you and always loathing you,
That is what my mind and my heart seem to do,
Fight over whatever I need you more then anything,
Or whether you should no longer be my king,
Should I live with you?
Will I die without you?
The emptiness of the room.
It's like a cold, dark tomb,
The silence is jeering,
My eyes are tearing,
As I try to work this out,
My mind is filled with doubt,
Whether to leave or stay,
I wish it'd all just go away!
I want my love to embrace me once more,
I want him to love me like he did before,
I want his lips to crave mine,
I want a candlelight dinners with expensive wine,
That tastes terrible after tasting you!
But here I lay,
And I pray,
That the whispers of this silent night,
Will reach you and you'll take flight,
Out of wherever you are tonight,
Come home and make everything feel right!
Poetry by Brielle Guesstell
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Written on 2007-04-27 at 20:52
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