Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Apr 2014
She lost the tattered paper
the same way she lost herself
dropped and forgotten
friends disappear
out in the open
world watches her solitude
ready to be stepped on
strangers laugh at her whimpers
rain dances upon the sheet
silence suffocates
all alone
*all alone
April
Written by
April  22/F/NJ
(22/F/NJ)   
Please log in to view and add comments on poems