Lost Love Poem ~
4am
by Anonymous

Its 4 am and all I want to do is sleep;
Lying in the bed that we once shared.
The fan still creeks and the clock still beeps,
This room once represented two people who truly cared.

Every time I turn the switch on, I feel my heart drop,
The light unmasks all the emptiness and sorrow.
Funny how much of me, is from you, then I stop
and remember, as bad as it is now, I still have tomorrow.

I reflect on how I have grown, I’m a better man now.
The times where I was invincible, I couldn't be denied.
We were so lost in each other, we didn't know up or down.
Looking back on it now, at least we can say we tried.

Morning is among us now; it’s a brand new day.
I’ll continue to put my pants on one leg at a time,
And move forward without you, like my friends say
But yet it’s another day, and all I can do is rhyme..



Written by Anonymous
copyright ©2010 Anonymous
 

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