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Author: Diamond Ouk
Fiction Rated: T - English - Hurt/Comfort - Reviews: 4 - Published: 03-09-08 - Updated: 03-09-08 - Complete - id:2486350

Today is early, I missed the hour to change

I was hoping to be different

I don't want to be the same

I've done so many wrong things

I can't just will it to go away.

I've pulled myself to move on

I'd hate to see myself miss this chance

I'd hate to see myself miss the call

But I'm just too late

I should ready myself to take the fall

I ache and hurt deep down inside

But that's not the point

You could care less

Pick up the clock

and move the time forward

Yet still, here I am

trapped behind the wood door

I try to call for help, but I'm only ignored

Everyone else has moved on

And here I am, not missed even when I'm gone.

The world is a lonely place once you're left alone

The darkness is so overwhelming, much like the greater unknown

I'm so sorry

I tried so hard

I'm just not that tough

and I've had enough.



© Copyright 2008 Diamond Ouk (FictionPress ID:579255).


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