Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jul 2013
The pain was gone,
But an angel sung,
Only one song,
And all of it stung,

It’s no mystery to you or me,
No game to play, No room to say,
The mirror shattered, ashes scattered,
Apathy, embrace.

-June 5th 2013
Marshall CB Hiatt
Written by
Marshall CB Hiatt  21/M/Salt Lake City
(21/M/Salt Lake City)   
216
   st64
Please log in to view and add comments on poems