Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Oct 2010
Comfort, Closeness fading fast, these ties aren't meant to last.
All alone once again, right back where I began.
Back to my cage I run, everything coming undone.
No more adventures to plan, all alone in this barren land.
People come and people go, tumbling down my rabbit hole.
Curious are they who come to play, amongst the great array.
Caught off guard by what they find, I'm left alone with my mind.
Unable to decipher what they saw, feeling greatly appalled.
All the while things change, making me seem quite strange.
Unable to process what I am, people quickly scram.
Far away they flee, left alone with memories.
Written by
Emily Coon
697
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems