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apprently I am not alone but sometimes    in the middle of the night   when my foot kicks of the covers and the fan above me circles around   spraying cold air on curled toetips and I cannot sleep I can't find someone to talk to sometimes    when its not quite what I said   but I can't quite say what I mean       because I'm afraid of what that means      and maybe it'll go away                             anyways I feel alone sometimes      though they love me    and they kiss me on the lips     the cheek       closed eyelids (my favorite,                         almost itself a dream)      though they tell me           and I feel it I get in my own head about it sometimes        it hurts me in the longrun      because sometimes it never goes away    and though they kiss me (my favorite) it's the inside of eyelids     that keep me up
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Feb 27, 2017
Feb 27, 2017 at 4:09 PM UTC
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apprently I am not alone but sometimes    in the middle of the night   when my foot kicks of the covers and the fan above me circles around   spraying cold air on curled toetips and I cannot sleep I can't find someone to talk to sometimes    when its not quite what I said   but I can't quite say what I mean       because I'm afraid of what that means      and maybe it'll go away                             anyways I feel alone sometimes      though they love me    and they kiss me on the lips     the cheek       closed eyelids (my favorite,                         almost itself a dream)      though they tell me           and I feel it I get in my own head about it sometimes        it hurts me in the longrun      because sometimes it never goes away    and though they kiss me (my favorite) it's the inside of eyelids     that keep me up
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Feb 27, 2017
Feb 27, 2017 at 4:09 PM UTC
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