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Aug 2010
Out the window I gaze
Illuminated by cold
Keeping warmth at bay
I am a child of my age

Out the window I gaze
With thread held hope
Slowly it begins to fray
I am a child of my age

Emotion void stare
Into the unsatisfying
Leaving more empty than I came
To myself I’m lying

Trading up in this heart
Requires the outside
Needs greater pleasure, greater joy
In his shadow to hide
My age:  Be entertained, improve yourself
    Referencing:  Computers/IM/Facebook/non-personal communication… and my feeling I get when I go to the computer when I’m lonely/bored/looking for someone to want to talk to me, I’m looking for human interaction through the paralyzing safety of a computer… I’m looking for something from which a computer can never give… and even interaction with a person over computer… can never give…  I want someone to want to talk to me, to be with me… I’m lonely and scared to be alone.. I want to occupy myself with something, entertain myself.. rather than spend time with the Lord, other people I love, his Word, and in Prayer for myself and others… this is more appealing (internet/computer)… more eyegrabbing, more immediate… more immediately (and surfacy) satisfying…
Written by
Matthew Rowe
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