M.E.M.

Forsaken

That morning I walked

among the empty and lonely.

 

Trudging along side

those who had lost

their way.

Lost their love.

Who cried and wailed,

for what they no longer had.

 

The snow beneath our feet,

froze us to the bone.

No longer could we feel pain.

No longer could we see fleeting love.

 

No longer does agony

rip at us

from the inside,

out.

Comments1

  • Goldfinch60

    Very good emotion laden write M.E.M.



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