sometimes
i feel like i am all alone
in this world
it is you and me, alone
here.. this night
the crickets are outside
chirping
as i stare at your
pixelated screen
my audience of one
as I sit here alone
just you and me
the bunnies are inside
sleeping
and I listen..
listen to the music
of my heart and what
it is telling me...
to stop.. to go..
to stay.. to leave..
to follow my heart
to follow my dreams
but what about my
security
my sanity
my definitions of who I am..
prisms and facades
that hold me
inside
still inside..
locked in my heart
the crickets are outside
chirping
and I am here alone..
just you and me
my audience of one
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Emma I have sat at my computer entertaining that audience of one more times than I care to admit, and sometimes I feel my sanity slipping, but then I stop for a while, and get my samity back. LOL. Thank you for sharing, because this is exactly what we feel when we are the only ones that are sitting in front of our computer. Love & hugs, Barbara