2:17 am

She looked over at the clock

and sighed.

She closed her textbook

and went to the window.

She got the sudden urge

to go outside.

Glancing over at her unfinished assignment,

she frowned and grabbed a sweater from her over-crowded closet.

 

She closed the front door and felt

the cool, crisp, September air.

The ground was cold and damp

beneath her bare feet.

A gust of wind danced, almost melodically,

through the trees.

It kissed her face and blew through

her hair.

Even with the warmth of her sweater,

she shivered slightly.

The wind was gone in seconds

and she found herself incredibly lonely in its absence.

 

She took the stone path,

and made her way to the street.

She laid down

to admire the stars.

Entranced by the sky,

she began counting the stars.

Losing count at 108,645,

she closed her eyes.

 

She was surprisingly thoughtless.

She wasn't thinking about

the future or her unfinished homework

that is due in the morning.

Not about her mother’s criticism or her lack of sleep.

Not even about that boy

she loved quite terribly.

 

Her mind was silent, the noise had vanished.

She could breathe, but

only for a moment

before the pain swept over her

like a wave.

She returned to reality

with a few tear drops and

heartache as great

and as powerful as the stormy sea.

 

Reviews

[Franky]

I liked this, and i could relate o it too. Im an insomniac and sometimes go for little strolls at night as well. Good read.

[parkerjeslick]

Great read!!! Thanks for sharing!!! I can't wait to read more of your stuff!!!

[Carl Drake Barnard]

This is a good wright enjoyed it. Just think it is better listed as a short story as poetry. But really good read!! :)

[ron]

Great poem. Sometimes we need to reflect on the things we have kept inside. A cleansing of the soul.

[Robbie~xoxo~]

Sometimes the pain is so deeply embedded that we choose to ignore it, until it overwhelms us...Then we have no choice but to face the storm of tears...

Well penned, dear. ~xoxo~:)

[Vertigoingnowhere]

Thank you lovely :)

[Robbie~xoxo~]

It's my pleasure. xx :)

[Neon]

I watched a film through this poem, it's so realistic. May be the beautiful girl is you in the poem who lived her life's few seconds with her freedom... but hey don't bring tears on yer stunning face coz, i hate seeing someone as beautiful as you fee "Cry".
Nice poem!

[eatmills]

Wow!!! Freedom for but a moment.

[rockface]

that's AWESOME i love it :) happiness+sadness=great

[Calibaster]

Nice job, I really did like imagery! I felt like I was there.

[Will]

This is marvelous. I felt as if I was standing right next to her. I like the specificity of the title and of the star counting, and the way you use imagery and descriptive language is splendid. I could really relate to this one, well done my friend.