Empty

Going crazy...

From too much time alone…

No one can talk,

Text, or phone…

Not sure

What it is that I’ve done

For all of my “friends”

To leave me all alone…

Copyright 2012 by tabatha seven

12/18/12

2:34 p.m

Abandoned

By friends & family.

Why do I keep on

Getting married?

I want a life companion…

But every husband I ever had

Ended up trying to kill my soul.

Now I’m used to having

Someone with me 24/7…

It’s too quiet here…

I must play music

To keep from going insane.

Copyright 2012 by tabatha seven

12/18/12

1:40 p.m.

Once & Never Again

I miss him...

And yet,

It’s like

I never knew him.

Spoke to him

Long-distance,

Met him once,

Then never again.

He said he needed time.

He said he needed space.

I never even

Held his hand…

Never brushed my hand

Against his cheek.

Just spoke

& guess I frightened him…

I would’ve gladly

Been just friends…

But he said

good-bye.

Copyright 2012 by tabatha seven

12/9/2012

9:54 p.m.

Forgotten Dream

I am trying
to make myself
forgotten...

... by the few
who know me well.

I have a dream
that can be achieved...

but the stars say
I won't live
to see the change.

copyright 2012
by tabatha seven

Ex-friend?

I miss the long conversations

We used to have.

Her witty comments,

Her intense sarcasm…

Knowing that she was

On the edge

& a little psychotic…

But still pretty damned funny

& way smarter than me.

Sad to say,

She lost all that

Extra weight

And became a person

I didn’t know…

And didn’t really

Want to know.

She said I sold out

When I gave up

My bachelorette days.

And now she’s too good

To talk to me…

Copyright 2012 By Tabatha Seven

My Perfect Match

I think of him

Day & night…

My perfect match.

Yet I cannot touch him,

Cannot see him

Because I am already

Spoken for.

The pain,

The agony,

The inner torture…

My love

Consumes

My soul.

Copyright 2012 by tabatha seven

Tied Hands

I wish to the gods

I’d known him back then…

When I had no one

To answer to.

When I could still make

My own decisions…

But my hands are tied.

And I haven’t the strength

To untie them.

Copyright 2012 By tabatha seven