In my room of blue

I can't explain it, you'll just have to read it...

I sit alone

in my room of blue.

Waiting for the world

to end in silence.

 

 

But it spins

on and on.

Begging me to come out,

out into life.

 

 

I sit alone

in my room of blue.

Asking for reason

to live.

 

 

But get no reply,

no response.

So I'm left

sitting alone.

 

 

I close my eyes,

and pray for the time

someone will enter

into my room of blue.

 

 

I can't live,

alone.

I must hold a hand,

and love a soul.

 

 

As time passes,

I begin to hate this room.

And I sit alone,

In my room of blue.

 

 

Till one day,

There came a knock.

And my door opened,

to reveal a boy.

 

 

He reached out to me,

to take my hand.

But reeled back

when he saw me.

 

 

For I was gone,

I had escaped.

I no longer sat alone

in my room of blue.

 

 

I flew anew,

in the sky of blue.

Like a bird,

with speed and love.

 

 

But I made him sad,

that boy who knew,

that I sat alone,

in my room of blue.

 

 

That's why he came to me,

to help me be free.

But found me white,

as I began anew.

 

 

I suppose he cried,

as he held my hand.

But he could have come sooner,

for he always knew.

 

 

I can't be sure

he loved me,

for I'll see him not,

because he's done right.

 

 

So I begin anew,

to take a fresh start.

And he watches,

from above.

 

 

Now it's I

who must find the boy,

who sits alone

in that room of blue.

 

 

To hold his hand,

as he passes through.

Then sit alone

in my room of blue.

Reviews

[Stella]

Really good poem. Keep on writing.

[shinybluestars03]

Amazing poem
I loved it so very much
You really got my attention,
well i hope you find that boy
and fly off together in the blue sky.
Thanks for sharing and
keep on writing.

Best wishes