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Mar 2011
Sometimes I lay awake at night, rejected by everybody
Because I've been caught in moments of meaningless love
Taken in by strangers and shown a familiar world
That I know I will never rise above

What have I been waiting for?
Why can't I pack my things and leave?
You brought me here, and left me in denial
But this world was never meant for me

Sometimes I sit alone and worry
And drink away the night
The cards are dealt, but I've no hand to play
So I sit until I see the light

It's borderline illusion
A sleight-of-mind I've played on me
But it's merely self-amusement
I'm too much in love with your treachery
Written by
Benjamin Banker
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   A Machele
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