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
