Hazy memories perceived through my sober mind.
Silver lining seems to fade as time goes by.
I'm trying to be high by just remembering your
I need to drink my beer to keep you with me for
Miss behavior, you are my fallen angel.
Sleepy eyes, my head fell on the table.
Still I dream, with all my thoughts enabled.
And your voice, seeps through my mind's cable.
I'm smiling, smiling in my sleep.
While my mind unravel all the secrets that I keep.
Inside me like I'm digging in too deep.
I'm waiting for your phone call that will cause my heart to leap.
So now I sleep with thorns pierced through my
Your memories have broke my mind apart.
And so I sleep, drunk and lonely in the dark.
And hoping that you'll call and tell me to get back to where we start.
Semper Fidelis (author) from Imus on July 10, 2021:
Thank you for appreciating my piece.
BRENDA ARLEDGE from Washington Court House on July 10, 2021:
You show us heartfelt emotions here.
That piercing pain hurts so deep, but yet we want & wait to hear that beep on the phone.
Those memories are no longer hazy when we drink a beer.
It's llike they are in full force.. reality in front of us.