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Feb 2014
How many reasons left did I have
to wake up
When the reality I witnessed
fell apart all around me

The final stages of youth
reveal themselves in the shadows that creep across the schoolyard and beyond the pathways I took every day without fail

To feel beauty fade in the cruelest of ways
Ripped away from me
before a chance could be given to restore itself in the town I would soon foolishly call my home

Among the many I hold so close
Decaying friendships
Abandoned parks
Rusted buildings
The memories are all that remains the same

Days pass
or maybe it was years
I could never quite tell
All I could ever be certain of was my loneliness
And the feeling that all would never be as it should
From now until the end of time
Written by
SM  Ontario
(Ontario)   
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