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Feb 2015
he locked me up in his strong embrace, picking me up with his happiness and spinning me around... the clouds of gray disappear as I look strait into his dark pool of brown eyes.

he leaves me alone,cold and half hatred with my gray skys and dead hopes, he leaves me.

I see him walking, walking to were? I haven't a clue. I yell for him but all I see is his back. I need to see those deep brown eyes one more time.... but I wont for he no longer cares.

I'm alone, always alone. with one last hope and dream, I drift off into darkness.there isn't much pain, it went clean through and left nothing behind.

I'm free, something as simple as a bullet carried my pain and made a wall. I force my body to move,  but nothing happens I'm alone again. This time with all my willpower I stay frozen, peacefully enclosed, to await my resurrection.
He didn't even look back.
Written by
casiopeia smith  the Future
(the Future)   
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