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Anger creeps up inside me
feel the adrenaline moving under  my skin
How long till I get there I hear it calling me

I'll be banging on the door just to hear your voice just to see your face

 This is my way to justify all my secrets  
Keep banging that door
Yelling your name
I'm not scared of the dark anymore
 Oct 2015 stéphane noir
Solaces
Took a drive to no where.
Out and about.
It was a early evening in the fall.
And I was not in route.

I took a drive to clear things up.
I thought of 12 stories and one poem.
As the early evening turned into actual evening.
To wherever I may roam.

I took a drive into the night.
Down lonely roads and over a quiet river.
Under the clear Texas night sky.
Where all the stars sing their twilight silver.
I figured things out.
( all of       Yourself )



What's there to love

About you girl ?




We are all

Lost children

In an evil world

)(

Candy kisses !!!

Good for

Loose unfettered dsys

)(

But now

We need

Your most holy ways !



Out of the shadows

The light must be faced


//

Out of the confusion

There are the words

That we must say
I send out little requests
Like, "listen to what I'm listening to"
Not because I'm depressed
I just want to somehow be connected with you
I feel alone
even though, i am surrounded
i feel neglected
but no one will listen
these circus lights glisten
as i spin around and around
this ferris wheel is like my brain
my mind spins, it slowly rotates
and even though
it is slow,
it is maddening
to feel such repetition
such a binding contrition
i feel so disconnected
so unplugged
turned off, shut down
and dead because
im flying high under the ground
with no light, no sound
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