Wide awake

Wide awake

A Poem by Lilaa

Memories echo through
these beige walls ,fluorescent 
lights wrapping themselves in the 
warmth of the tiny dust 
particles gently and 
elegantly making their way 
across this deserted room

I am here, alone with no 
hands to hold, no lips to 
kiss and no eyes to gaze at
oh how your eyes were 
like shooting stars, so 
precious and real

As I pour myself another
glass of red wine, I 
become one with myself,
finally gazing at my reflection 
through the glass of my wine 
and understanding that I am 
human and I will be let down
by the ones who promised 
to stay, the ones who held 
my hand half way and let go
the moment I needed them

This is life, memories are what
keeps us alive, the journey 
of overcoming a break up
enhances my awareness, 
I am wide awake now.  

© 2016 Lilaa

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I can relate and many others can too.This is really amazing .
Thank You for sharing this with me :))!

Posted 7 Years Ago

you have a great understanding of life....the loss of a great love saddens us till we find an even greater one...if we allow ourselves to

Posted 7 Years Ago

Catch a breath... life happens to everyone. Mostly we survive but it takes time to reach again.

Posted 7 Years Ago

Sometimes those aching hours in the middle of the night can be strangely comforting......but it takes a while to get there.

Bleeding our thoughts on paper until they make sense is always worthwhile therapy....:)

Thank you for sharing.

Posted 7 Years Ago

This is just too real. Honestly, all of those stanzas provided a whole entire feel to me. We often get brought down by the people we thought would be there for us. But when we sit and relax; drinking our drinks, we realize that they didn't matter anyway. This poem left me speechless.

Posted 7 Years Ago

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Added on February 11, 2016
Last Updated on February 11, 2016



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