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I am calling you

Come my way

But it’s just the same

The Sun is playing on the leaves of the tree

Because darkness is coming again

The end of Summer

I feel it

Pulling away

Come back

I’m not done yet

But the Winter will be walking in soon

The ending means I’m alone again

Going into Winter

I miss the Sun already

I don’t know who would heed my call

Out into the darkness past my self

It always feels like there’s something out there

Something that’s not me

Maybe I romanced it

The something

My luck it’s probably sinister

Not something to call to

Maybe I should actually be screaming

Oh how things echo out

And back

If I tell the something I deserve better

I deserve a love story

Will it grin or nod?

I do

Stubbornly

Gritting my teeth because every fibre of my being cries out again me standing up for myself

There should be someone there

This solitude

Getting drunk on my own

Look I completed another thing

No one to share it with

I’d give love if I could

To anyone who would take it

But they don’t

They should

But, what, I’ll hate the world because my brand of love is unwanted?

Dangling on a string

A homeless heart

I absolutely want to make it out alive

I wish I could sing

For real

For someone

I feel like a siren with no one to entrance

Won’t someone hear my call?

Love is all I have

You can have it if you’re kind

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