Admitting Despondency

November 10, 2008
By Chelsea Cherry, Martinsburg, PA

Desire deceased,
No longer dreaming,
Making sleeping senseless.

Insomnia grasps me,
Never ceasing.
In bed tossing
Like waves in the sea.

I lie attentive,
Yearning for your call.
But you never do,
I never learn.

I no longer desire to pursue.
Carelessness, your lack of effort,
Causing us to argue.
Thoughtlessness is all you exert.

My room becomes my abyss.
It’s where I’ll be
Until you realize,
You should rescue me.

If and when you do,
Maybe you’ll write me a lullaby.

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