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Professor Gloom
Member Elite

since 2000-07-23

Posts 3082
of Depression

0 posted 2014-04-03 10:41 PM

The room has a high layer of smoke that lingers over the ceiling fans that are still, the conversation is muted. The piano player comes out and begins softly playing a few cords as the crowd quiets to a hush, then the singer comes out. She is tall and thin, full lips straight across without a hint of a smile, deep eyes that seems ready to fill with tears. She takes a sip from a glass with amber liquid in it and comes to the microphone and sings.

You,
Make me feel brand new,
I feel it through and through,
When you’re here with me.
You,
Make me feel so sad and blue,
There is nothing I can do,
When it’s you I can’t see.

Why do I let you do it to me;
You tie my very soul in a knot
So tight I just can cut free,
Your loving can’t be forgot.

You,
Left me here so very sad,
It was the best I’ve ever had,
Time spent by your side.
You
Won’t you come back for me,
I miss your calm company,
Where did you go to hide?

We,
It could be a sweet melody,
Etched into all eternity,
But I sit here alone.
We,
Sliding to just a memory
Longing in your arms to be
And you for all my own.

You,
Make me feel brand new,
I feel it through and through,
When you’re here with me.
You.
Make me feel so sad and blue,
There is nothing I can do,
When it’s you I can’t see.

Gloom

2islander2
Member Ascendant

since 2008-03-12

Posts 6825
by the sea

1 posted 2014-04-04 01:34 AM

loved yout words, a lot of feelings indeed and quite emotionnal,

have a nice day

yann

Professor Gloom
Member Elite

since 2000-07-23

Posts 3082
of Depression

2 posted 2014-04-04 11:59 PM

Thank you for taking the time
to read and respond.
A tune had been running through my brain all day and I just slapped on words.

Gloom

Lori Grosser Rhoden
Member Patricius

since 2009-10-10

Posts 10202
Fair to middlin' of nowhere

3 posted 2014-04-05 07:52 AM

Gloom!
Is that how you get that out?! I need to come up with some words to "Play That Funky Music White Boy" then!

I enjoyed this very much.

Lori

JerryPat2
Member Laureate

since 2011-02-06

Posts 16975
South Louisiana

4 posted 2014-04-05 08:39 AM

Misery in every word of this poem of wanting, needing, and lonesome. Sounds like something I would have written a few years back.

~*~ In America, anyone can become president. That's the problem. ~*~

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