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Mar 2016
It's a cold rainy night and I sit here alone.
I sit here by myself but I am not lonely.
Too many nights waiting by the telephone.
I just wanted for you to be my one and only.

It's a cold rainy night and I'm waiting to exhale.
To exhale the feelings that have calloused my heart.
And in the midst of all this my heart is impaled.
But it will all come together the longer we're apart.

I have more to live for than I have ever realized.
Every breath of life is getting more precious to me.
I will not keep feeling like I've been ostracized.
I will keep moving forward to set my heart free.

But I still sit here alone on this cold rainy night.
Contemplating on what has been and what will be.
Faithful and hoping the future will hold a guiding light.
To free me from the emptiness conjured up inside of me.
Chris Fortune
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