missed the last train, for you

I am

here

there

everywhere

and nowhere

 

I walk among the street lights, 

bright and orangy-red.

I slowly realise my mistakes.

slowly

 

I don’t know

if

you do

but I do

 

isn't that what matters most?

 

now they’re off

dreams of a madman

rush to bed

read a book

have a sip

of loneliness

and pain

finally drift into the unknown

 

wake up

next morning

find myself

more dead

than I

was

 

Reviews

[Nick.B]

Interesting style you manage to bring to the piece, very fresh and emotional with a feeling of darkness...great job

[plainme]

thank you!