A Boy.

As the night grows old,

tears continue to fall.

Behind those tears are

overwhelming emotions.

I've been holding them

down inside.

Felling lost and alone

trying to find my way

around again.

Loss is different for

everyone.

But pictures of a boy 

I used to know

haunt me.

A smile I'll never get back

except when I close my eyes.

Reviews

[DanielScanlon]

very bittersweet, really! only sweet in the fact, you can STILL bring him alive inside your mind. He is not forgotten!

[Megan Doeden]

thank you and no he will never be forgotten. he will always be with me where ever I go.

[Chrissy]

I really
Loved this it touched me in a way. :)

[A. Amos]

I absolutely love those verses, very relateable! amazingly written and well expressed...looking forward to read moee of your work