Only Lonely....A Disjointed Discourse at Four In The Morning

Only Lonely song

Hootie and The Blowfish

......Only Lonely.......

A Disjointed Discourse

At Four In The Morning

The clock ticks

Resounding reverberations mocking

Each tick like a heart beat

While silver stars made of dust

Are dancing in the moonlight

Streaming through cloudy windows

Onto the floor

Where I lie curled into a little ball 

Of hurt.

It's a quarter past four

A wine glass overturned,

Spills garnet red onto the polished wood

Inching slowly toward a book of poetry

That you gave me

When you met me

When you liked me

When you loved me.

A sudden wind visits

And rakes a wayward limb

Against the roof

A dog howls

A cat yowls

An owl awakens

And surveys his surroundings

And goes back to watchful sleep.

I wonder why I'm lying there

On the floor

In the dark

Covered only by my raven dark hair

And the blanket of moonlight

That rests upon

My flesh and form.

And then I remember

And I touch my wet face

And taste the wine on my tongue,

Push the book away from disaster

And upright

The crystal flute

Lying in it's wasted sea of Merlot.

Go away, teardrops! 

Run away, heartache!

Move along, memories!

Nothing to see here!

We've all seen this scene before.

Through season

Storm and sunny day

Since fate and luck

Took love away

Since all my hopes of loving you

And all my dreams did not come true.....

(Hey, I made a rhyme! I wrote a poem!)

We've been here before

This floor and I

Moonlight bathed

Tears in my eye

Wine and poetry in my hand

Longing for a loveless man.

There's nothing here

Stars haven't seen

Nothing here or in-between

Nothing, nothing

But the sound

Of clocks that tick,

Tears falling down.

I am not dying

I am not dead

Not intoxicated

In my head

I am not crazy

I'm still quite sane

I still have thoughts

Within my brain

But I hurt, I hurt

I miss, I miss

Your hard embrace,

Your tender kiss.......

Sigh

I stand now, stumbling

Holding onto empty air

For a moment, I almost call your name

But I catch myself

And stop myself

From making an even bigger fool

 Of my foolish self.

Up the stairs I climb

Very slowly....

Because I do not want

To fall into that empty bed

With it's pillows

Still indented

And scented

By your head.

The moonlight trails me

And lights the way

Glinting off your pictures lining the walls,

Our pictures,

Filled with happy smiles 

And anticipations

That never came to be.

Look at you there 

In the shadows, hiding

Hurtful things

In the corners of your eyes

Waiting to rob me like a midnight thief.

I will never let you see

How your leaving left me

Only the moon and the stars

Will know the pain that I feel 

Your love was not real

Nor were your smiles, so seductive

That they made me believe

That you were loving me only.

Tomorrow will be a new day

As this night fades into light

Not all nights are this bad

Not all days are this sad

In the morning I'll be almost alright

Tonight I'm

 Only lonely.

 

©by Voo Shining Stone 

10/1/2020