© meliapond
Bare: A Pop Opera: A Quiet Night At Home

I’m barely breathing right now— so much to do for school and college applications and tests and life and. Sorry.

A quiet night at home… silent night.
A joy to pass a quiet night at home.
A quiet night at home;
all my friends are gone,
and once again I find myself alone.

A quiet night at home,
just me and my good shepherd;
He and I can count a million sheep.
A quiet night at home; filling up that time
until I finally get to sleep…

A quiet night at home…
mother’s worried glances;
take my hand, smile sadly, sigh.
Words of wisdom,
talk of ships and princes,
soothing sagas laced with loving lies.

Sadness? Who, me? Sad?
A quiet night at home, my favorite place…
"Honey, it’ll be okay;
slim down dear, things will change.
For after all, you’ve such a pretty face.”

A quiet night at home; play my siren song
attracting none, my ship just won’t come in.
Clinging to the rigid rock of ages—
never ever even get the chance to sin!
Passing two productive hours,
tearing through a hundred pages;
what a tale of star-crossed lovers!
Life is lived on other stages.
Pain adores me; God ignores me…

Always thinking.
Thinking.
Sinking, never dancing.
Never asked and asking why?
Why the never? 
Never cry, far too clever.
Big girl. Big girl…

Ships and princes all gone home. 
Alone again, again alone.

A quiet night at home, with thoughts of why;
a quiet night at home spent… getting by.

posted 11 months ago with 4 notes