Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Feb 2017
high noon and the world spins on a dry desert wind.
faith has abandoned me.
i have that feeling that i never wanted to feel again.
so yes, you're right.
always right.
i can feel the eyes watching me.
watching, but not listening.
why did they bother talking if they never really want to say anything?
i've always wondered that.
some days it's one way, some days it's another.
so here, take my hand and know that i'll never let it go
...and away we go.
Written by
Please log in to view and add comments on poems