A New Woman

DAMN COLD NIGHT

It's such a damn cold night.
Coming with you in trust.
Despite seeing faces of the known.
Me you look and out grown.
I look down.
And suddenly i frown.
Looks like it's forming a flood and i am gonna drown.
The rain is raining on me.
I am in this place.
Chucked away like junk and searching for a face.
Is anyone i know here.
Is anyone gonna take me home from all my fear.
Will you take me if i ever shed a tear.
Nobody does care.
Life is never fair.
People are having a party and push me away like a broken down car.
It's not fair i am stuck here alone who do you think you are.
Pushing me around i am still like you and i can feel.
This isn't real.
But it really is real it's happening to me.
I thought I'd just let it be.
Still i can't see a face.
It looks like all night and ever i am gonna be stuck in this place.
What if i never get home.
To my safe place to my dome.
The buses are out of service.
Not one in site, Taxi's don't want free pick me ups on the road on the town.
This is not fair i am all alone.
keeping my head up i didn't know who you was and i was with you and it was a damn wet night.
So damn cold i was drenched from head to toe and dripped down like a shower.
I wish i could enjoy this night like a flower.
It was a damn cold night it was freezing like a slice of ice.
Like being stuck in the freezer all night.
I walked and walked until my feet bled.
It's like i am never gonna get home to bed.
Everything you said...
Such a lie.
You never cared about me so stupid i could die.
Right here right now in the street.
I can't help the pain in my freezing damn cold feet.
Thunder storming away, lightening hit my jacket, quickly i take it off, now i just got my top.
Now it's wet and dripping away i am wet like a mop.
I am so sick of over trust that under takes you.
I know this is something i can get through.
It just never seems like i am gonna get home.
To my dome.
Til at last i ran through the storms, found a place.
Never saw a face.
Ran further and saw the road to success.
Then i saw the shop that sold the trousers and one dress.
Then i saw the sandwich shop that sold the cress.
I can't breathe from all my stress.
Here i come to my road and grab my key and open the door every things a mess.
At last i am finally home from that damn cold night.
Back to heaters in sight.
Everyone's in bed.
I stay up until i get dry.
Nothing in my life ever is right no matter how hard i seem to try.
Thank god i am home freezing and i could have sworn the cold could have killed me tonight.
That's the last time i am gonna trust you.


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DAMN COLD NIGHT

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