ExistentialSarah

You're Gone

 

Windswept sky,

The ceiling distorts.

Clouds stretch out and skew.

I bide my time waiting for halflife,

as radio active feelings

bleach with barren truth.

 

 

  • Author: ExistentialSarah (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 28th, 2018 17:04
  • Comment from author about the poem: Emotions have this way of staying with me sometimes.
  • Category: Reflection
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  • User favorite of this poem: swyndell.

Comments1

  • Neville

    I found these words by chance and am now, so very glad I did.. cheers... Neville



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