Bedtime Thoughts

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  • ShanneN
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Bedtime Thoughts

Layin' here eyes wide open.
Typing 'cause im lazy to get a pen.
No cars out, tonight its dark.
I hear wind and a dog's bark.
The Breeze feels nice on my shoulders.
I'm thinking about when I'll be older.
Who will i be and what will i see?
I need rest but i can't sleep.
The pain i feel hurts real deep.
I see the stars but they are fake.
But they glow like your eyes.
So i keep starring at them...
But they don't stare back anymore.
Not like they used to.
Almost becoming only a memory.
It's sad.
I wish they would lie to me and stare back.
just once.
I could use you now but you choose to leave me alone.
You don't even call me on my phone.
You don't know this but i see your face everyday.
I don't know why i stare at you when all it does is hurt me more.
you were better off stabbing me if you didn't wanna hurt me...
it would have been easier.
Well my eyelids are dropping,
sound is silent,
everything is relaxed.
I'm off to do my favorite thing, dream of you.
But tonight will be the last night i think of you.
And thats a lie.
So goodnight, and sweet dreams.

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Musicmynded1 commented on Bedtime Thoughts

11-02-2010

Good God woman... this is a very wonderful piece.. every color painted is engulfed in beauty and wisdom.. ur blessed for such art.

angelchaser commented on Bedtime Thoughts

10-04-2010

Very heartfelt and passionate, Shannen. I'm so sorry he hurt you, honey *big hugs* For what it's worth, I think he's a fool.

lonewolf commented on Bedtime Thoughts

09-02-2010

very beautiful poem. you convey the feelings of pain and frustration very well throughout the poem. very nicely written.

kdarcy commented on Bedtime Thoughts

08-08-2010

Soft thoughts holding a hurting memory, unable nor really wanting to let it go ... knowing one day the night will be dark for your own good. A nice write indeed, good choice of words, be well ... if you find a moment- I could use a read, thanks

Mandi commented on Bedtime Thoughts

08-07-2010

You seem to be much older an d wiser t han you really are. Very nicely done, Shannen.

Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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