I woke this morning dreaming
threads of slumber in my head
I rolled over for some reason
the stirring cleared my head
As I lay there fighting
the night off from the day
I realized I had rolled to you
but you have gone away
As the realization dawned
I tried to keep it real
but as the world came waking
I still wanted to slumber on
There was nothing to hold onto
nor nothing laying warm
beside me or near me
I cant see it anymore
I know how much I miss you
But you have the choice
to end a love that lasted
I have never had a voice
I am now awake
these hard words fill my head
I will listen to the birds outside
and try to remember,
I am alone....
I am not dead
'Threads of Slumber' I like, Great last lines. Sometimes it's hard to tell when you are alone if your still alive. You have to check your pulse, but this is nice.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A sad but enigmatic poem. Read mine - Last Rung on Your Ladder - Adeline