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Sep 2011
I've had to build walls around my true realities
So ignorant people like you could never hurt me
I've had to put up barb-wire fences, around my heart
So beautiful women like you could never break me
I wish I had more plans than all those people
So I wouldn't sit alone in this tall steeple

I'm so ******* lonely, too ******* lonely...
Out of everything, you are in the heart of no one
And nothing...

Ghastly towers, overlapping shadows onto another...
It depresses me so much, all too much...
I miss being cuddled, but I miss being touched...
My skin growing pale, my eyes merely a deeper shade of blue
I wish I could fix myself, turn into something new...
So that way, I'd be perfect for you...

The scarecrow scared my nightmare away
Dreaming of flying in the air, like an airplane
And running through endless deserts, and never stopping
Even when beads of sweat are dropping

The rotten, decomposing core of all my yesterdays, seeming to go away
I can't remember what you look like anymore, and you've seemed to change
Your looks are changing, growing grim, just like mine
I've got to get myself together, back into the narrow line

Dreaming of you, is all I can do
To let out all the feelings I have for you...
Simon Fletcher
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