Poem - Thoughts at Night

[buffysmglover]

In my dreams or out
My thoughts are of him, my sights
And they just won't stop coming
In the random of the nights.
Was he lieing,
Or was he trying?
Maybe even both,
Could be, never know.
But when thinking of him
Self-control is low.

After sunset
As well as before
Forgetting him seems
Such a chose.

Said that he would call,
Knew my hope would fall.
Times when I ruin things
I wanna keep
End with me in bed
Unable to sleep.

If I could read minds
I would read his first
And then my own.
Only then could I
Interpret the things
I'm shown.

With him I only
Get what I ask for
Nothing else comes cheap.
Cuz asking all of what I want
Would mean
Cutting myself
Far too deep.

[Kara]

Gah this poem sounds headache-ish. Always thinking of someone would drive me nuts. It's well written though Tim so BRAVO!

[buffysmglover]

Thanks Kara! And yeah, thinking about someone all the time sucks.

[hawkedup]

Where's the mystery? Where's the deeper unspoken feeling that is so great that no words can describe them properly? It seems so... face value. It feels like something an angst filled teenager would post on their blog.

And you spelled "lying" wrong.

[Harmony]

That was really something

[buffysmglover]

Aug 21, 2008 19:41:04 GMT -5 hawkedup said:

It seems so... face value. It feels like something an angst filled teenager would post on their blog.

That IS what it is, and that IS what I am. If its too young for you, please don't waste your time reading my posts. I don't write for comments, I write to express my feelings in a way I can understand them. Posting them is for those interested in reading them.

[Iceeh★]

Tim Tim Tim Tim Tim
I <3 it and I can relate to it very well
You are an awesome possum poem writer!!!
<333333333333

[buffysmglover]

haha we have oppusums in trees around here.