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August 2019

Guardian Angel

No, my friend. Don’t do this to yourself. I’m right here beside you. I’m in your dreams, your thoughts and your memories. I am everlasting. I miss you where I am. I wish I could tell you what it’s like. The late evening crescent moon, in the shape of a smile, grins down maniacally on the sad girl left behind. You were more than a best friend, you were a sister to me and I’m sorry our friendship was cut short. Here, I sit and watch you. I keep away the evil that tries to befall you. I hear your cries as you mourn for me, but I am right here.

 

I see you drown your sorrows in whiskey and whatever else you can get your hands on, but you need to look up and move on. The strong beverage you force down your throat leaves you gasping for air as you choke on its overpowering flavour. It’s a strong and pain-relieving flavour. I can smell it on you. You’re drenched in cheap wine, sorrow and full of anger. You need to be happy. You need to forgive yourself. 

 

Every night I fly to you. My white, angelic wings lift me off my post – my smile, my moon – and take me to you. I stand beside you and I wish I could tell you that I’m okay. I touch your cheek and it’s warm just like your heart. You feel my presence, don’t you? My dear friend, I will always be with you. I will always be by your side. I will always be there to keep you safe. I will always protect you, but I can only do so much. I can try, but I can never protect you from the one thing that can hurt you… yourself. 

 

I’m right here. 

 

© 2019 by Stacey-Leigh Laycock. All Rights Reserved

It’s as if my mind isn’t my own anymore.You’re all I think about.I’m falling in love with the idea of us.It’s as if my heart isn’t my own anymore.You’re all I want.

 

© 2019 by Stacey-Leigh Laycock. All Rights Reserved

“You and I”

I feel something.

Something different when I look at you.

I used to look at you and smile.

Now I look at you and stop breathing, as I hold my breath in hopes that you’ll smile for me. 

And when you do, I forget everything.

You.

Only you remain in my mind.

You smile from your eyes.

Your eyes.

Just one look from you sends shivers up my spine.

Cliché.

Something comes over me when I see you.

When I see you everyone else disappears.

Everyone says I should tell you, but I can’t. 

I can’t, because you’ll never feel the same.

You’ll never see me the way I see you.

I know there’s no future for you and I.

There is no you and I.

 

© 2019 by Stacey-Leigh Laycock. All Rights Reserved

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