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Depeche Mode and a Party

by Leah L. Cole


The teen idol croons out his sad love song
I lie alone and unnoticed in a dark corner
Meditating on how the symbolic lyrics
Seem to fit the remaining pieces of my life
I am shattered and lonely
The emptiness is barely tolerable
An aching throb in my chest
The words go on and on, mirroring
And mocking my yearning need for
Somebody
I can hold back no more
My grief courses in rivers down my cheeks
I twist under the press of my isolation
I roll in vain, trying to escape my emotions
I lay prone, grappling with my
Inner pain and the urge to shamedly hide my face
From those who may have seen
Yet I hope beyond hope that one of them
Perhaps understands, and can be the
Somebody
To pick up the jagged pieces of me
And mend me
I pray that when she
Comes I will still be able to learn
To give again, and that I can go to her as a whole
Somebody.

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This poem is reproduced with the permission of the author.
© Leah L. Cole.
last modified 15 November 1998