Somewhere. Poem by Shelley L Baxter

Somewhere
dark and dreary,
Is where I place my head,
I would rather instead
feel just a bit less weary.

Somewhere,
my head lays,
in the ditches and mud,
I wish I were not a dud
like a scratched record plays.

Somewhere,
my heart beats,
as beauty and answers surround me,
I dream that you will make me see
you’re not laughing in back row seats.

Somewhere,
maybe you know the answer,
as the knowledge you hold is power.
I hope your telling me would not sour...
my hopes trashed like a one legged dancer.

Somewhere,
my heart bleeds for you,
as days and nights seem to tax me,
I have tears in my eyes and I can't see
I need to know if our love is true.