Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Nov 2013
I feel solace in the morning driving to get a warm overpriced coffee just to feel awake enough to make it through the day I have waiting ahead.
I find comfort driving alone in the morning cold and frosty; alone with only my thoughts singing louder than the songs on the radio.
But when I'm alone in my room in the middle of the night I cringe at my memories that pour through like the rain outside.
             We all know what it's like to be alone.
      We all know how heartbreak feels.
We all know the pain of falling in love....
It's always at night when there is nothing but me and my thoughts... That's when I feel the most alone...
Brianna
Written by
Brianna  Nevada
(Nevada)   
387
   Megan, --- and ---
Please log in to view and add comments on poems