Placebo

Open to any comment and question.

Is a huge empty room with whites, blues and greens dense smoke.
There is a table in the middle where it just fit my feet, a cup of beer, my cigarettes and the remote of the TV.
The room has your name. I come here when I am just waiting for you.
Everything makes me feel bored so fast when you are far.
No, I am not bored. I am just Mad because you are upset, because you don't feel good, because you had a bad day.
And I just can wait. But I am selfish.
In distance the only thing I can do is to come to this room. And wait. Trying to drink patience.

Reviews

[Lumumba Adam Naro]

great piece.looking forward to more

[Chare]

Thank you so much for read and comment!

[madeline]

took a turn that I ended up loving, definitely impressed

[Chare]

Thank you so much for reading and give your opinion!! Is something very personal that took me time to admit hahaha

[Lumumba Adam Naro]

I could literally see the room as you described it.great poem

[Chare]

Cool!!! At least I wish to be there haha