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Oct 2020
Watched a romantic comedy last night
Wanted to watch something cheerful, and light
But reminded me ive been alone for over four years
Unlikely to change, which reduced me to tears

Iv'e always been romantic, and sensitive too
My hearts on my sleeve, and my heads all askew
Always been a dreamer, yet hold out little hope
My future looks to remain, on a downward *****

I look to the stars, in a far off sky
Knowing they are echoes, from the time they did die
My heart beats a sadness, how quickly time flies
As the tears begin again, to well in my eyes

It's late, i'm tired, and i need some sleep
But fearful of the nightmares, of fears that run deep
I'm weary, and wary, of this twilight zone
Ironic, that in my dreams, i'm never alone....
by Jemia
Written by
Jemia de Blondeville  63/Transgender Female/hastings
(63/Transgender Female/hastings)   
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   Imran Islam
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