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ALL ALONE

I sip on wine
All alone, on my couch
Late at night - And the time passes on
I'm not sure the hour
Nor when the wine turned to sour
As of late, I remain so withdrawn
I can't read, cannot write
Winding thoughts chase my mind
A disaster that's awaiting within me
I sit and ruminate
Until I destroy the tape
Rewinding, replaying scenarios I have thought about endlessly
I know my emotions
Like the waves of the ocean
They ebb and flow, and do so in quick motion
And I know it's my fault
When I break my own heart
All due to untrue, preconceived notions
And I know it's not fair
To cut you off my like my hair
That I shortened just to see myself new
But despite those perceptions
I made no exception
I packed my bags, and you hadn't a clue
So now I pace the fireplace
To fill up the time and space
Heedless to all my surroundings
My wine is long gone
But still I sit until dawn
How I got here is still quite confounding