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May 2018
Autopilot


Life is a mystery; why so much misery?
No way to be happy without somebody next to me.
No holding on, just letting go;
Fingers seem so far away.
Going through the emotions;
Losing the image of her beautiful face…
Forgetting all that which I have known;
It is so sad to be reminded that she has really gone.


Trying to recall, but losing it all.
Memories only fade.
Closing doors; surrounded by walls.
No way to go back and so I look to the future;
There is nothing to see without her.


It’s a beautiful world, I can go anywhere,
But I can never return to the only place I want to be.
Wasting time; breathing air.


Give up, on looking up;
All I remember is her waving goodbye.
No hope left to raise my eyes…
No interest in raising my head.
Staring deeply into the concrete;
Wishing to forget.


My eyes are closed, my mouth is silent;
My body moves on autopilot.
I am a zombie, heading nowhere.
I am a ghost who can never again be there.
I am not remembered for being alive;
I am a broken egg shell, with nothing left inside.


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