Corner Pub #2 |
Tomorrow's Promise |
TheGoalie Junior Member
since 2003-06-15
Posts 47Poughkeepsie, Ny/Long Island, Ny |
-Tomorrow's Promise- The ringing constant of alarm clocks And phones and sunlight through the Shaded window pull me awake from much Deserved sleep. Wearily, I raise my head From a downy soft pillow, a stranger In my own skin. Like a stringed Marionett in the hands of a novice Puppeteer, I being another searing summer day. A warm breeze through the classroom Window cools the sweat glistening on my Brow. I feel the gooseflesh pebble the bare Skin on my arms, and I once again find Myself lost. Turquoise eyes, long blonde Hair and a thin-lipped wry smile are the Only things in my world now, at least until Another pretty face steals a glance my way. These questions raised in my head remain Unanswered: How did I get here from there? Am I callous and uncaring like my father before, Looking only for my next good time conquest? Do I really only want a warm body to share My cold sheets at night? Or am I the last Hopeless romantic left, falling in Love with every beautiful face I meet? I let their names linger on my tongue; Stephanie, Rachael, Kelly, etc. Each Graceful and sweet in their own way, but still Unable to hold my hardened heart in their hands. I turn to salvation in a bottle, looking At myself with a drunk's bleary eyed gaze. Waiting for my fairy tale princess with Her velvet touch to give me back all of me. And so now I lay my ringing head down On my feathered pillows, as dawn brings New light into my darkened room. I yearn For tomorrow's promise of a new golden sun. "Ain't Got no quarrels with God, ain't got no time to grow old. Lord knows I'm weak, won't somebody get me off of this reef" |
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