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Mar 2011
it’s too hot to sleep
the night air is not cool for once
and all day I felt tired,
dead at times,
and when I got home
all the lights were
off in the house

sometimes that’s how life is
******, ******, ****** up,
and today was one of those days
that proved it to me once again

but above all else
there was a deep
confusion in this

because…

of her

looking at her
talking to her
even thinking
just…

lifted me

above all this ****,
above sickness,
above doubt,
above everything
I think is wrong
and dark with the
world

she brings me up
and leaves me there;
only letting me come
back down when
the walls and the
world comes
between
us

no, I don’t speak
of just one girl

she’s been many different ones
with many different names
and many different forms

so don’t go looking
for meaning in this
I’m simply saying
that I know what love
is

and,
thank god,
for that.
Overwhelmed
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