Behind the glass. Poetry

Behind the glass. Poetry
Brian Sheldon

Loneliness, pain, love and something more than understanding yourself. In poetry, as a woman sees. She will live in these verses and tell her story.

Behind the glass

Poetry

Brian Sheldon

© Brian Sheldon, 2024

ISBN 978-5-0062-4304-0

Created with Ridero smart publishing system

***
It’s like I was made
For all of you to speak.
A little misunderstood.
Slightly overshadowed by your pressure.
But do not call to leave life with me.
In my eyes you see only peace.
A patchwork to cover the way
And forget…
And I will walk on it.
In my dreams and thoughts all.
I’m in this world for myself.
***
Midnight light
My thoughts will leave my delirium.
I’ll remember our glances,
I’ll take the keys, the outfits.
I’ll decorate my head with a flower
I’ll cover my world with the ceiling.
I’ll let the wind carry me away
To give answers to the light.
I’ll hide in a dark book
And let them scream about what they can’t see.
When you’re done flipping through the pages.
You’ll understand me now
For I am alive…
***
With chapped lips,
With salty cheeks.
I’ll finish it all illegally.
There’s no truth in other people’s answers
There’s no truth.
The cold light
Envelopes the body
And sharp outlines.
«To you, hello,
As in a moment of farewell.
Close your eyes
And be silent
Your train
Waiting for you on your journey…
***
In moments of smiles she called,
And then sat sadly alone.
Waiting for a cab, counting the minutes.
I put out one by one, reliving the morning.
I was so nostalgic with the lights…
I’ve been waiting for a taxi, I’ve been counting the minutes.
I used to run and believe in miracles.
Now closing in,
I don’t seem to be alive.
Only in my own world
In peace I was,
But I let myself die.
Drops of life of despair fall,
I’ll be filled with pain
And say goodbye.
***
Whatever the pain is,
I will go through it myself.
Life’s answers.
Alone with myself I’ll scream and sob
But I won’t show it in the morning
I’ll keep a box of wounds
A box of wounds
With a fuzzy smile I’ll open all the doors,
And at night I’ll scream wildly in my bed
I’ll walk on the roof of life
And I’ll only dream of keeping myself safe
So that I don’t lose all meaning
To pick it up at the drop of a hat
I will walk in the rain again,
But this happiness is limitless.
Don’t walk away from the days of life
I have only you.
***
And that’s what we all went through all this for?
The minutes were senselessly lost
And days, hours, forgotten as if…
***
To walk and not to dissolve.
To breathe and not be forgotten.
To lose my thoughts.