Does The Moon Feel Lonely
Does the moon feel lonely
When it is all alone
Because nobody is awake
To see it?
More Posts from Crazycrapinc and Others
Your shoulders are littered
With meaningless tatoos
Inky reminders
That cannot be removed
So here is new mistake
For you to wear around
And maybe it will mean something
When i am nowhere to be found
Snow capped kisses
Melt beneath your gaze
As we set out on a path
To nowhere
In hopes that someday
We will stumble upon
Something greater
Than ourselves
Kisses between
Desperate mouths
Inhaling like a drag
From a cheap cigarette
Remembering a time
When all we desired
Were words
Instead of actions
Im on top of the world
But i am all alone.
So i wonder
If a life with you
Would have been worth
Losing it all?
I wandered into the purple mist
And listened to the eerie croaks
Of creatures in the dark
Paying no mind
To the smoke and haze
That smothers out my spark
Am i a glass half emtpy
Or am i nearly full?
Or am i somehow
A shattered glass
Never to be filled at all
Snowflakes fell like nimble dancers
Landing softly
Upon your freckled nose
As our laughter fogged
In crisp air
We ran
And nearly slipped
Like a foolish man
Might fall in love
During the wintertime
The screen on the back porch tore last night
When the weather was so bad
My apathetic cat curled up beside me to ride out the storm.
You hated that cat but I called it mine
Long before I was yours.
We built the screen together "like a real couple"
The only project I ever talked you into.
I dreamed that we would sip our coffee in the morning air
Watching sunrise together, the two of us
With the cat purring in my lap.
We never used it once and you called it useless
And I didn't see the point in going out
If we didn't do it together.
But now the screen is ripped, the metal prongs pointed angrily at your chair.
It ripped
And you aren't here to fix it.
Staring here at the hole, sipping my coffee alone with that damn cat pawing at the mosquito that's breached containment
and I can't help but wish it all meant something
In the end.
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Day 4/14
Its 6:00 in the morning
I'd rather be in bed
Sleeping, waiting
Hibernating
For another day
Instead
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