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Saturday, November 19, 2005 - 9:16 PM
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I think I'm afraid of being alone
It is a childish fear and completely insane
But, still I sit here wanting, needing, craving contact
I want you to call, to distract me
Take me away from the harshness of reality
It doesn't matter who it is, but please call
I don't want you to see me like this
Just the sound of your voice takes me away
It seems so selfish that I want you to think of me
Only me, everyone should

I don't know why

I feel so tired when I'm alone, in my sleep I dream
There you are, waiting for me
My dreams are my reality, escape
I wait for your call and I fall asleep
You are happy in my dream, so am I
We dance and talk and fly through blue skies
You know just what to say to make me smile and forget
Then the phone rings, my eyes barely open

I answer, it's you

You want an escape, a conversation
Your own distraction from reality
We talk for hours about important things
Feels nice, we talk about nothing
It seems as if you are afraid too
But remember I am always here