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Oct 2012
I try
then I try again
walking these paths of stone
with my bare feet
no one else should be here
it has been years
since I have seen a single soul
all I hear anymore
is the creak of the abandon
in the midnight wind
I can't remember
the last time
I saw the sun
but it doesn't matter
I still walk the paths
in search for her
her screams still ringing in my ears
like it had been the day before
I have to save her
but I don't even know
if she is still alive
I've begun to lose my hope
my faith had kept
with the blooming flowers
purple so bright
you could swear they were
emitting their own sunlight
but so much time has passed
without a beam of flame
I have looked everywhere
and I swear
the last tear has fallen down my face
my faith has hidden with those flowers
the air is too chilled
to believe in fairytales
everything worth remembering
I took
and hid
far away from here
so far I'm barely able to remember
but I could never forget
those startling brown eyes
and that incessant need
to find something to laugh about
I never sleep
knowing if I do
I could miss my chance
I endlessy watch
over everything
constantly walking
forever listening
ignoring my own pain
the lonely isn't so bad
residing in myself
its within everything else
that hurts so much
the houses, this town
the flickering streetlamps
the flight of some piece of trash
night after night
I hide in the shadows
because that is all that is left
one foot in front of the other
one day
if I can hope to see the day again
I will have better things to think about
Shiloh
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Shiloh  33/F/Oregon
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