Work by Lindsey Overhalser

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In a secluded corner of the dimly lit bar,
She silently waits,
Staring into the smoke,
That drifts up from the tip of her cigarette,
With eyes that reflect unspoken pain,
As if somewhere,
Somewhere in the swirling fog,
Hide all the answers she seeks,
She sits there,
Talking to no one,
Waiting . . .
Patiently,
Her drink remains untouched and unnoticed,
As a ring begins to form under the glass,
Jumping slightly,
As the sound of Mozart's sonata begins coming from her purse,
She picks up her phone and speaks softly into it,
As she hangs up,
She lowers her head,
And with a lost look in her eyes,
Takes one last look at her cigarette,
Puts it out in the overflowing ashtray,
And walks out into the night,
Alone.

Never

My mind has envisioned great works of art,
That my hands will never make,
I look at pictures of places,
That I will never go,
Sonnets & Novels flow through my head,
That I will never write,
I see people on the streets,
That I will never meet,
I have dreams for my life,
That will never come true,
And hopes for the person,
That I will never be.

Regret

Regret,
A mere six letters,
That can alter a life,
That can make the line between sanity and insanity,
Even harder to walk,
Regret,
One word,
Two syllables,
A life forever changed.

Love Me if You Can

Love me,
Love me if you can,

You smile at me as our eyes connect,
And begin working your way through the crowd,
Walking with your head down,
You finally reach me,
And I am greeted with a hug,
For a brief moment I remember what it is like to be happy,
But you pull away,
We sit down and talk,
I can't help but wish you would sit closer,
Just when I decide tonight is the night I tell you how I feel,
You say you have to leave,
My heart sinks as I watch you walk away,
Wishing I could just say it . . .

Love me,
Love me if you can.

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I don't ask you to forgive me of my sins,
I don't ask you to know how I feel,
I don't ask you to heal my wounds,
I don't ask you to be my light in the darkness,
I don't ask you to make my worries go away,
I don't ask you to understand my thoughts,
All I ask is that you try.

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A flick of my wrist,
A twitch in my finger,
A tiny step,
Is all it would take,
To end it all,
A simple swallow,
A length of rope,
A turn of the wheel,
Is all it would take,
To ease my pain.

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I feel his hands,
Callused and rough from years of work,
But gentle none-the-less,
Graze my closed eyelids,

His weight on the bed,
Nearly stirs me from my sleep,
But I am quickly lulled back by his warmth,
And the musk of his skin,

His lips touch mine for a brief moment,
Awakening me from my slumber,
To a place where I am alone,
And cold again.

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Hours after dusk,
When the only sounds,
Are the crickets,
The wind as it blows through the trees,
And the distant cries of a train,
My dark angel visits me,
I try to stay awake and wait for him,
But as time passes,
Weariness takes over and my eyes slowly close,
I keep them closed in anticipation,
As I drift off to sleep,
Felt rather than heard,
He enters my room,
And there is a slight pause,
As his gaze burns into me,
Before he takes my hand,
Helps me to my feet,
And guides me through the maze of my dreams,
Never leaving my side for a moment,
As morning draws near,
He leads me back,
And kisses me on the cheek as he leaves,
As I wake up,
I put a hand on my cheek and smile,
Remembering the visit,
From my dark angel.

August 1988 - May 2001

As we bid our farewells,
With tears in our eyes,
And look back upon our years together,
The bad times will seem to fade,

Instead of the scraped knees,
We'll remember riding a bike for the first time,
Instead of the pain,
We'll remember the friends who were there to comfort us,
Instead of the broken hearts,
We'll remember our first kiss,

We'll remember the friends who patiently listened,
As we poured our souls out to them,
The ones who helped us,
When they didn't have to,
The teachers that inspired us,
To look inside ourselves,

We have formed friendships that will never again be replicated,
And looking back,
It is memories of them,
That will stand out most in our minds.