Annie Cordelia Adams
Beating Drum In My Head - Poem by Annie Cordelia Adams
when i think about you thinking about that
it makes me sad.
i can barely resist the pain.
it flows from out of my heart into every vein.
i can't listen to his voice.
the perfect pitch of lasting noise.
because someone that you used to know lingers in your veins.
baby, sweet heart, i think it's time to leave.
you can pick up the pieces and what's left of the reprieve.
and learn from them while we walk down 3rd street.
thinking about it makes me feel lonely.
do you know what you do?
when your chest overwhelmed with thoughts from your head,
you can always run to me.
the streets are empty and i walk it alone, did you know?
stop chasing shadows, they will move.
stop running through the fog, you will lose.
i feel helpless in the situation.
there's nothing i can do but wait on you.
and i'll wait on you until the end of time.
but let this one go, for my sake.
i don't know what else to say.
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