Unknown

What he's done.

 

Again I walk alone,

On another cold day,

When so warmly with you,

I could lay.

 

I’m getting trapped inside my mind,

More and more.

I ignore the key,

On the floor.

 

I yearn to abandon,

This world of grief,

For the dark thoughts of mine,

However brief.

 

So here I sit,

 And write I do,

Because I so painfully,

Love you.

 

Please no longer,

Make me walk alone,

For now you are becoming,

The unknown.

Author's Note

I don't know too much about poetry so...don't be harsh.

Reviews

[Sarah J Dhue]

it was good

[Owl City]

again AWESOME! i love both poems