The rooms are emptier You are gone just like he went Free from this bruiser I knew but I am still spent I spoke and I faltered Flattened to know, to pretend That I accept the undisturbed I have no time for amend A feeling of unturned I sit and breathe in the dark I feel numb again One is too much, a flown lark In memory lane We still eat the beef A trip to your home village And what is isn't if We will all be together at some stage. I will miss you.
Reason for writing:
Another light switches offBirth sign: Aquarius
You need to log in to edit this poem if it is yours.
View more poems by Ash.