Robert Rumery

Rookie (1-17-85 / Dover-Foxcorft, Maine)

Cold December Night - Poem by Robert Rumery

It's a cold december night,
the streets are my only friend,
they're calling my name,
Listen to my heavy steps,
I'm walking this road alone,

I wanna play with fire,
I'm too afraid I'll get burned,
I wanna take this lighter, flip it open,
then watch the world burn,

These cold december nights,
makes memories of us,
run through my mind,
they almost make me miss you,

I just wanna put this fire,
into someone else's heart,
on this cold december night,
as I walk this road alone,

I can't help but let these,
almost forgotten feelings,
just linger on inside of my heart,
inside of my broken soul,

On these cold december nights,
I can see the breath,
infront of my face,
I can feel the chill,

your almost a ghost,
that's always going to haunt me,
on these lonley nights,
when I toss and turn,
on these Cold December Nights.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, December 24, 2009

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