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Sep 2014
I'm here alone,
As always,
Without another soul,
The clouds felt soft as my fingers touched them,
The moonlight played on my face.
I feel strangled,
Trapped,
From inside my loneliness stemmed.
The effect of laying down and feeling the clouds,
Was as if there was nothing beneath me,
Nothing to keep me from falling.
The creak of the planks was solid comfort,
The hard feel of them against my back,
Reassuring and whole.
I'm here alone,
As always,
Without another soul.
In my sky boat,
One without sails,
But made, still, to travel by wind.
I may not know where I'm headed,
I'm not in a hurry,
I hope it's instant death.
I gotta get out of this place,
My sky boat,
If it's the last thing that I do.
Away from this place where the sun refuse to shine,
Fearing the rot,
Lo the crumbling mem'ries.
I want to get away.
I'm here alone,
As always,
Without another soul.
You can be sure that I wish for comp'ny,
Someone very special,
A person blind to my ugly face,
Someone to keep me from falling.
Punishment done together may be easier than alone,
But my special person doesn't deserve this.
There aint no use in trying,
I may be dead before my time is through.
I looked down now to the void below,
Gold flecked clouds trying to conceal the dark.
A raging curiosity,
One that kills.
I stand up,
Then wavered on the edge of my sky boat,
There aint no use in trying,
I may be dead before my time is through

Loneliness.
I stepped onto empty air,
No one to keep me from falling
I didn't die,
I escaped.
                  -**Firefly
Don't worry, he did die.....I guess he's free.


Copyrighted September 18 2014,
All rights reserved.
Firefly
Written by
Firefly  Kingston
(Kingston)   
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