The clock strikes 4 once more
And how I wish it was 'PM',
But as with yesterday
I've let night become morn' again.
I guess it's 'tired' for me,
My sleep's tomorrow's problem, now.
My chair reclines slowly,
I lean back and I wonder how
I've lost the time so soon.
Where did all of my seconds go?
Why did the minutes run?
When did the hours stop running slow?
Was it when I sat down
And cried and cried because you're far?
Was it the moment I
Realised my life is so bizarre?
Did it occur when I
Thought long and hard on how I could
Tell you I love you, dear,
But found myself stuck where I stood?
How do I show you that
You're everything I'll ever need
When I can't just reach out,
Grab your hand, and then take the lead?
What's the best way to say
I fear the miles will tear us down
When all I hear is waves,
An ocean blue, in which I drown?
But not in water, no,
My lungs fill up with bitterness,
At the hand life has dealt
Our gap in space, I must confess,
Has left me losing hope.
Has left me thinking I'm not strong
Enough to carry us
Please convince me that I am wrong.
Please tell me I'm a fool,
That we can conquer distances.
Please break down my despair,
Crash down through my resistances.
The time seems far too fast,
When all I do is worry sick,
About us, you and I,
Makes racing of the tock and tick.
But darkness wanes to light,
Even the dawn starts to unfurl.
I'll just say what I can:
I love you, my sweet foreign girl.
- Author: Zarhgon ( Offline)
- Published: April 11th, 2018 22:45
- Comment from author about the poem: Just a poem about a girl whose body lives far away, but whose heart lives close to mine.
- Category: Sad
- Views: 19
Comments1
First two stanzas are the best. Best regards to you and your foreign girl!
Aha thank you, I agree, it really was 4am for me when I wrote it and I didn’t really know where I was going with it from start to finish, plus I have a habit of thinking of some good lines and then struggling to flesh out the rest if the poem, but thank you very much for your input!
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