Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jan 2017
I step quietly, into this dark house
examining the shattered windows,
the broken lights, the cluttered furniture
that nobody had bothered to clean
The scent of abandonment and loneliness
that had filled each of the rooms,
i walked through,
as i had realized this home
had once been happy,
it had once been able to be bright,
clean, and people felt comfort
being in its' presence,
yet it is now broken,
this lonely house.
It's now shattered, exterminated
as nobody sees its' worth anymore
for what it has been before
This broken house,
All it needed was love.
Represents my heart </3
Emma
Written by
Emma  14/F/Somewhere.
(14/F/Somewhere.)   
464
   Bee
Please log in to view and add comments on poems