Mystery Woman
Every filament in me aches
My eyes she knows
My heart is breaking
My mind is empty
There is nothing left to think
Am I alone without you?
Am I ever alone?
The hurt is within
Why am I no one’s lover?
Lying in bed is just a routine
Each and every night I dream
In this morbid lonely place
Where I see life as an elusive dream
Although I live it is as a frenk (freak)
Without the slightest hope
Just another side show peep
I dare not venture out my door
I see fear on my neighbors face
Not knowing what they’ll see
From each day to another
You see my nature changes
From one day to another
Not that I am a doppelganger
But it’s a blur in the atmosphere
Or something like that
It is a mystery to me
I care not to discern
If the Chimera is here
If loneliness is all there is
I will survive for sure
In some form of congruency
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