Skip to main content

Unable To Sleep

Here's my version of spoken word poetry. I kid you not, these lines were written with no pause, no second thought - just my thoughts pouring directly from the source, through my fingertips and onto this very screen. Featuring dramatic photo from Tumblr.








I’m glad you have friends
to help you forget your sins
I’m over here crying
feeling like I’m dying
and all alone
my voice a low tone
all because I have this shitty job
sit here and sob
becuase it’s just me
no friends i can see
i did not betray you
i was never untrue
you broke your word
ignored what you heard
and it cost you this love
but my hearts not so tough
becuase I’m back
you I cannot lack
you ran away
i thought you’d stay
and while the world gives you comfort
they forget i am also hurt
im sitting here
holding back tears
unable to sleep
unable to weep
swollen eyes
not feeling very wise
my heart is aching
any smile I’ll be faking
you broke a promise
what did I miss?
am i just insufficient
am I less important
did you turn your back
becuase of something I lack
did you think it’s okay
because you wouldn’t have to say
anything
think again
you were honest
you checked off the no list
but it’s too late
you decided to wait
or never tell me at all
this was our fall
this might be our end
you may have your friends
but you wouldn’t have your babe
then I stop to think
my heart begins to sink
i don’t want to lose him
am i willing to lose this?
i sit here unable to sleep
beginning to weep
feeling alone
feeling betrayed
because of what you said
because of the life you led
Labels:

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Saftey Hazards Aren't Always A Bad Thing

As much as I’d love for the house to be pristine at all hours of the day, it isn’t. And recently, I’ve learned that this is perfectly OK. Just five years ago, I refused to go to sleep unless the house looked flawless and the sink was completely empty. Every surface had to be wiped down, every toy put away, every last dish cleaned. Now, we go to sleep most nights with a sink full of dishes and at least one part of the house in total disarray. Sometimes it’s a carefully arranged doll village set up in my room. Other times it’s glitter and tiny cut-up pieces of paper scattered across the playroom floor, a fort taking over the living room, or some wildly elaborate animal-and-blanket fortress creeping up the stairs. And honestly? That’s okay. On the bright side, the sink is full of dishes because we ate good food together. The doll village exists because my daughters are creating stories, imagining family dynamics, and bonding as sisters. The glitter and scraps of paper mean they’re experim...
Post a Comment
Read more

The Perfect Man

  I’m pretty sure I just saw the man of my dreams… And now he’s gone… Forever. I was at the post office getting money orders when a handsome cowboy walks in right behind me.   He had a nice brown cowboy hat, blue button up shirt, some rather nice fitting jeans and boots, of course. At that moment I realized something….. I should probably start dressing better. I was wearing a Lion King sweatshirt with black cutoff shorts and sandals. Not even cute sandals, they were basically slides but for a boat. If that makes sense. I stood there in line, trying to look as confident and pretty as possible, but you can only be so pretty with your hair in a bun wearing a sweatshirt and grungy shorts.   I made attempts to steal glances at him, but he didn’t notice. It wasn’t long until I was called up to the cashier and was then having to socialize with the cashier while he printed my money orders.   The cowboy was right beside me with the other teller and all I could do was try to s...
Post a Comment
Read more

Curve Ball

Back in July, life threw a curveball and I wound up pregnant, quite surprisingly, again. You know when society (and the box it comes in) says the morning after pill works as long as you take it within 72 hours? Well, I took it 12 hours later and it didn’t work. I thought I was being responsible for preventing pregnancy and it turns out life had other plans, and that’s okay. But those of you who would implode if they got pregnant, NEVER use plan B/ the morning after pill. I did some research and found if you ovulate within that window before you take the pill, it essentially becomes ineffective if there are some strong swimmers in there. So $40 later that tiny little thing was pointless. I was about 4 weeks along the process when I figured out what was happening. My period was late, which it had been for the last 5 months due to stress I presume, but something inside me said it wasn’t just a late period. I had an old test lying around. It was about 6am and I decided to take it before my...
1 comment
Read more