Walk

Walk

A Poem by LivingDeath
"

thoughts that came to my head.

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 How far down this road must he walk

before you can call him a man.

All he wants is your love back

but you block him at the door.

So he turns his back and he walks away

and continues down this road.

With no one by his lonesome side

he walks all night and day.

And still you wont call him a grown man

or show him any love.

So he'll walk till his final dying day

all by himself, alone.

Then you'll realize what you missed all along

has been right infront of you.

But it's to late now you've lost your chance

to call him a loving man.

Now he's gone in the wind all by himself 

as he walks a brand new road.

One that shows him love and  affection 

but theres one thing that still remains.

Is how he loves you and nobody else

but you couldn't say those words.

So he's left in the state of confusion 

puzzled and in daze.

But he hears your voice in the back of his head

as you tell of your love.

Your love for him and nobody else

You were just to dumb to see.

Now you're gone you says to the air

as a tear hits the ground.

But theres just one things I have to say

is I can feel you next to me.

And with that he appears in the candle light

and whispers his last few words.

How far down this road must I walk

before I can hold you through the night.

 

 

 

© 2009 LivingDeath


Author's Note

LivingDeath
Not the best piece ever. I was in the shower and started signing random thoughts that came to my head so when i got out i tried to remember them and write them down and this is hat i got.

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Sometimes the greatest writing comes when you're not even trying to write. All your pieces are something so many people can relate to and I think that is what makes it so great. It is real, heartfelt and relatable. Nicely done.

Posted 15 Years Ago


A excellent poem. Sometime we lock out the people we need the most.
Coyote


Posted 15 Years Ago


don't worry, it's still quite good...it's very vivid, i can imagine it clearly in my head...awesome work here

Posted 15 Years Ago



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