Comfort I Was Longing For

[Ms. Babydoll]

I wake late with a head filled with sand

Not wanting to leave the comfort of my bed

The pillow like a teddy bear

Giving me comfort and warmth

 

But I have to leave that comfort zone

So I grab a pen and paper

Needing to escape with my emotions

The paper waiting for the pen

To leave its mark

 

But my mind is blank

Yet I have so much to write

My feelings impossible to discribe

In words

 

So I crawl back under the covers

And lock myself away

Resting my head against the pillow

Feeling that comfort I was longing for

 

But it's not enough

I need my friends

But their gone

So for now I'm alone

 

Looking out the window

I see Spring coming alive

The smell of new life and growth

Making me feel lonely inside

 

I can't take it

It's not fear

I pull the blinds shut

And close my eyes

I want complete darkness

Because there is a darkness in my heart

 

I'd rather be lonely

Than searching for the comfort I was longing for

Which may never come

I give up

[TheFallenShadow]

Babydoll,

 

Something written speaking so loudly as this, know that there are those of us that walk that path of darkness because of the loneliness that is felt. Very well written. thank you for sharing

[yeawutever]

You rock!!!!!!

[rightfromthestart]

"I'd rather be lonely

Than searching for the comfort I was longing for

Which may never come

I give up"

 

take another look at this last part...

 

doing so 'giving up' is the comfort because you release the longing and the feelings of loneliness, the searching, when u just stop - erase those negatives and start taking the steps back up. the end is the beginning. find comfort in that.

[Ms. Babydoll]

thanks rightfromthestart I get what you mean.

[sumguy]

Still having trouble getting out of bed in the morning, Babydoll? Your friends will be back soon... =)

 

Great poem!

[Ms. Babydoll]

thanks sumguy, that thought keeps me going, I can't wait to be back at school in 8 days!!!

[valenski]

Things can seem really dull when your good friends are not around but you'll always have friends here to read and appreciate your poems. A lovely poem.