An Oasis in a Desert.

a__pott

You're at a party that's really getting dry

you wish it was wet so they couldn't see you cry.

you look out the window built into the door,

you want it to rain, yeah you want it to pour.

 

But the rain won't come and your heart sinks more.

It finds its way on down and it hits the floor.

Sinks down and hits the dirt, 

puddles tried to save it from hurt

 

An oasis in a desert. 

 

 

It's full of people with loud lungs 

that can't hold their breath because that's no fun.

Everyone's so thirsty but they wont drink,

there's even alcohol coming out of the sink.

 

So the water stays out and the room stays dry,

you sink even more while every one's high.

the tears start dripping

you're heart starts ripping

 

An oasis in a desert. 

 

 

In a room around you that seems to be full,

but not of water no, its not a pool,

there comes a face way back from behind the crowd

you focus on a him and not the music that's loud.

 

Another person that looks just as drained

his feet are soar, and his shirt is stained.

His eyes fill the ocean.

With all your emotion.

 

An oasis in a desert. 

 

 

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Comments1

  • Violet bluebell( used to be yellow rose)

    hello a, pott..
    i really love this .. the contrast of highs and lows are made very clear here.. they are all high on alcohol and music whilst you are clearly drowning in your own sorrow. i love the ending to this.. the guy in the room who feels just the same as you .

    ''an oasis in a desert '' this is such a good line...
    in a crowded room of people who are all drinking alcohol.. no wander the room seems dry.

    i love this line
    But the rain won't come and your heart sinks more.
    It finds its way on down and it hits the floor.
    Sinks down and hits the dirt,

    it sounds to me like the situation is causing you distress and that ache for something different is causing you pain .. the rain outside of the window wont even appear and hence your heart sinks to the floor.

    oh , to be the only one who is hurting , its not nice to feel alone in your hurt but at least you could relate to the guy in the back of the room

    • a__pott

      Amazing interpretation and exactly what I intended! I am so glad you read it with such attention to detail! Thank you so much!



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