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Right Now

by Oliver Drewman

Right now as i sit here
With no one around
With no one to talk to
With very few sounds
Right now as i sit here
I feel all alone
I just want to cuddle
I just want to roam
Around intertwined fingers
Along calloused feet
A hug, a sigh
Then i feel so complete
But i am not
Right now as i sit here
It's cold all around
It's shallow and empty
It's hollow this silent sound
Right now as i sit here
I feel the despair
I feel incomplete
I just have no flair
Because who needs flair
When there is no one to see
Not even one person
To along laugh with me
But there isn't
Right now as i sit here
I have what i want
I have my own space
I have my own silent haunt
Right now as i sit here
Typing away
Typing to somehow
Type discontent stay
It's not working though
I still am the same
Fearful, despairing
No warmth and much blame
What more can i say

11/10/2002

Author's Note: raw and rough. not my best, just poured out.

Posted on 11/10/2002
Copyright © 2024 Oliver Drewman

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by JD Clay on 11/24/02 at 04:28 PM

This is an emotionally charged, introspective piece. Very revealing Oliver. Peace...

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