Deaf

A long ago friend that turned and thought I didn't care.

 

You used to be with me all the time
You used to be my shadow
When ever I turned around you where there
Laughing and crying wanting and sighing
Now when I reach for you
You slip so far away and I touch the whispers
Of the wind left in your wake.
My tears stream down my face,
The dark feels so lonely anymore
I see you but I cant bring myself to open my mouth
You wouldn’t listen anymore anyways,
You’re deaf to me and my arms.

Author's Note

This poem has always make me sad :(

Reviews

[Jetta Zippora]

Sad but beautiful, friend. We can all relate...keep writing! :)