Night comes early
And I am alone
Too soon.
In these solitary hours
I string letters
Like beads
Into words
And wonder which ones
Go together
And then I forget about it
Who but I would wear
What I string together?
I wear no jewels.
I prefer the silence.
Those words?
I drop them.
Don't trip.
5 Comments
Lovely...
ReplyDeletestring letters into words just like beads...
nice :)
Hello Sandy,
ReplyDeleteToo much pain...
Written very well and each word makes me feel of the truthfulness!!
Regards,
Dimple
Sad words but beautifully expressed.
ReplyDeleteI hate to read that you might be lonely. However isn't it amazing how unhappiness makes us dig out those beads and string them together so beautifully. So brilliant are they that people can read exactly how you feel. Big HUGS.
ReplyDeleteah,naked pain. im feeling it
ReplyDeleteThanks for being here.