The storm clouds gather
for the coming fray
I sit here all alone
dreaming of another day

I call to those that flowered my youth,
And ask, "Oh where Oh where, are they?"
A weeping echo only comes,--
"Each and  all have passed away."

Gone, all gone to death's dark knight.
He  claimed them for his own,
And in the dark and with the past,
I'm left here so alone.

There once was a time when I couldn't fall asleep
without your strong arms around me and your breath on my neck,
but now I despise when you fill that empty space next to me and flop
your now saggy arms across my waist as you move in closer
and the scent of alcohol creeps out of your mouth
to fill the once sweet smell of our room.
It's 11 PM, and I'm laying in that queen size bed trying to decide
if I should let the darkness take over me or turn a light on
because I know you'll be calling in a few hours
to come get you because you're too drunk to drive home.
The front door creeks open then slams shut
as I hear footsteps on those old, wooden stairs you promised me 3 months ago
you would carpet.  The clock reads 11:11 and I make a wish
That it wouldn't be you
stumbling into our room, crawling into bed, and trying
to get lucky.
Waiting for the familiar sound of your jeans hitting the floor, I braced myself
for the unpleasant smell and feeling
that was about to encompass me.
I close my eyes and try to let the darkness overpower me before you get the chance to.

We used to run outside when we heard the thunder crack
across the sky just so we could feel the rain on our skin
as it fell from the sky just like we fell in love.
We used to drive around for hours not knowing
where we would end up and not caring
about the price of gas as we wasted tank after tank
only stopping the car when we were running

on fumes. Now my tank is full and I'm making the drive
on the interstate away from those familiar back roads
where we wasted countless hours with music blaring
through the speakers as my hand rested in yours
like the sun seemed to rest behind that tree line

at the place were we always seemed to end up
on those long drives to no where.
I'm watching the mile markers fly by as you start to cloud my mind like the storm
that's starting to take shape over me.
The lightning flashes in the darkness and I'm taken back
to all the days we smiled for our flashing phone cameras
until our faces hurt. But that was the good kind

of pain. Tonight, as I'm reminded
with each passing
road sign that I'm getting further and further away
from those open fields and dirt roads;
I realize I'm getting further away from those wasted nights eating
too much ice cream and staying up too late.
The little light by my gas gauge flicks on as another bolt
strikes the sky.
The all too familiar sensation takes over
as I take the next exit.
I fill up to capacity but get back on the interstate to realize I'm everything but full.
I'm missing you.

In spring we met, strangers at that. You looked at me and my heart stopped. I looked at you and your face became  flushed.

Summer, we talked for hours. We learned each other's deepest secrets, our favorite things, and our worst things.

Fall, I fell for your eyes. Not knowing they were lies. Not knowing you would hurt me and break my heart into peaces. Oh, how I wished you would have a warning sign on your back. "Warning, Run and never come back!"

In Winter, I cried for weeks. Replaying the texts you sent me. I went outside in the pouring snow with out a jacket, but how would you know? It was a metaphor of how you made me feel numb and cold. How would that make you feel?

When the world lays traps
Pass by them
And leave them alone