Alone In A Hotel Room
Author: Scurrd


alone in a hotel room, waiting and saying to myself,
What's happening right now, just a little mellancholy spell
from a few mundane couple of days that have gone by like years
now with a little fear, i look out my window
to an 80 foot drop
wondering how good the wind would feel
before i stop
amd scatter my brains across the floor
maybe it's an overwhelming sensation
better than any moment of ecstacy or bliss
that this shitty uneventful life i live
could ever give to me
or maybe i'm wrong
and i'm better off just wondering

Kick back and relax, just stting lost in thought
don't act to fast, think about what you want
why don't we just watch in our heads what might happen
before we do something we might regret


Comments on this poem/writing:

Tarna ( -- Friday, September 15 2006, 12:49 am


I think many of us do sit back and think about it and that is why we are still here. Good writing
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