Dwelling At 3am
It's 3 AM
and I'm awake
because I got too much sleep today.
I dreamt of you,
what a mistake,
because now I cannot drift away.
Now I lie here
forced to dwell
because that is how I will see.
If the feeling felt
not so long ago
is the feeling still dwelling in me.
I thought to end
this poem right there
but I have so much on my mind.
My stomach churns,
my chest, it burns.
My heart really is in a bind.
You see now
a vulnerable picture
of the girl you once treated worthwhile.
At night, I presume,
I'll yearn for you
and clutch onto what was with a smile.
I don't write what I do
to make you ache
or to curse at your beautiful name.
I write what I do
because I miss you
and it looks like you won't feel the same.
And so I dwell.
Copyright © Sarah Yaelle | Year Posted 2018
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