One Two Many Nights [Spoken Word Poetry]

Written over a period of time where i spent writing whatever i was thinking that night.. just something that feels better out than in i guess.. hope everyone can enjoy it tho..

Night number 1
This New Year's resolution
Was dedicated to you, my love
About how
Nothing good can come of reminiscing on our past
It seems old laughs and bad habits are none of my business anymore
So I promised myself I would love me
More than you ever could


Night number 2
I'm starting to think
That I'll never be able to sleep again
I awake only
In my dreams
Huddled beneath the silver lining
In clouds formed by wishing star dust
Just to find out I'm not yet sane enough
To return to reality
For I can still see your face
In every constellation
My ignorance has me shackled to yesterday's nightmare
And I'm still yearning for the day when I can no longer compare heaven
To your smile
Or your voice

Night number 3
This is the third time this week that I've lost sleep
And I'm blaming it on you
If it makes you feel any better,
Which I'm sure it probably does,
I want you to know I sat alone tonight
Isolated myself from society the way I normally do
And for the third night this week
I've written several more of my pathetic confessions to you

Confession number 1
Sometimes I wish you would come back
Confession
Number 2
I drove by your house the other night and had the urge to sit outside your bedroom
I just wanted to feel close to you again
Confession
Number 3
I hate that everything
Reminds me of you

Night number 4
I was told you don't believe in love anymore
But where did u learn to hate like that?


Night number 5
Today I asked you if I could have that bracelet back
Not because I planned on selling it
But...
Because I never should have given it to u you in the first place

Night number 6
I feel like this must be part of God's punishment because I worshiped you more than I should have
Stood by your side even when I knew you were wrong
Called you an angel
Assumed you still kept a part of me somewhere in your spinal cord
Like I was the backbone you used to lean on whenever you couldn't find your own

Night number 7
I never told you this,
With each step sounding like egg shells cracking under the weight of your insecurities
It's starting to make sense to me
Why you stopped looking me in the eyes
I must have reminded you too much of what your innocence used to look like
Before you lost it

Night number 8
Keep the bracelet
Along with your pride

Night number 9
But you can give me my sanity back
I've been trying to convince myself
That I did something right by loving the wrong person
I hate that it's come to this
But I wish I never met you

Night number 10
It must be nice
to never have to see me again
It must feel even better
To be able to sleep at night
I just...
I thought I made you happy

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Entertainment

Tags:

• mobile
• Night
• Number
• Chris
• Malone
• June
• 2011
• Spoken
• Word
• Poetry
• poem
• poet
• Confessions

[candy7ify]

I love your poems, when I watch your videos I can really feel the power of your words. I just love your poems. =)

[wakizafish2010]

i love this. i love the passion and the powerful words. i think this is awesome! Wow!!! keep sharing your gifts with the world!

[AshleyNoelleH]

I like that there's old song playing in the background. This one is great; I like that you confess your self through spoken word. It takes a lot to talk. But more to let go

[shorty17854738583457]

First on both uploads????????????