Midnight Agony

Midnight Agony

A Poem by Daniel Carlin

That feeling when you text someone and they don't text you back for 2 months and you can't sleep!


Can I reflect enough to describe myself?

I have met the female me,

That w***e b***h,

How dare you say the exact right words,

The words that make me think and feel of nothing but you,

Nothing but you and me.

A sudden realisation, I have been a s**t bag,

A flirt here and there,

Charming words spoken softly and innocently,

Have I made people lay awake at night,

Their hopes and dreams a lash on the back of their souls.

I lay awake cursing her silence.

How many curses have I gathered?

© 2016 Daniel Carlin

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Daniel Carlin
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quite relatable, on the contrary i only compliment heavily those I adore, still it backfires when words are just words, and you never use action to prove it.

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Added on December 11, 2016
Last Updated on December 11, 2016
Tags: love, text, sms, insomnia


Daniel Carlin
Daniel Carlin

Derby, England, United Kingdom

Part-time physicist, philosopher and poet. Full-time Histopathologist's lab monkey. more..