New Years Loner
The moment of before and after.
December 31st, 11:59 pm...
The day before...
I was alone.
Watching tv.
Writing.
Thinking.
But still alone.
Being there is depressing for me...
I constantly cry...
Always.
And I don't know why.
I sleep more than I should.
And I wake up with a headache.
My thoughts still upset.
My dreams are what help me runaway.
But most of them just open up my eyes to see the future.
January 1st, 12:01 am...
The day after...
I was alone.
Watching tv.
Writing.
Thinking.
But still alone.
Not much has changed from the past year.
Except that i'm more lonely than last year.
December 31st, 11:59 pm...
The day before...
I was alone.
Watching tv.
Writing.
Thinking.
But still alone.
Being there is depressing for me...
I constantly cry...
Always.
And I don't know why.
I sleep more than I should.
And I wake up with a headache.
My thoughts still upset.
My dreams are what help me runaway.
But most of them just open up my eyes to see the future.
January 1st, 12:01 am...
The day after...
I was alone.
Watching tv.
Writing.
Thinking.
But still alone.
Not much has changed from the past year.
Except that i'm more lonely than last year.
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