In Thought of What is LeftA Poem by Robert CentnerHidden away like a shadow in a dark room. I sulk the night away with memories of the past.
What is it then that brings me back to thoughts of you? Is it just that I feel like something is.... Missing......... I lay awake in my bed, feeling like I'm trapped within a tomb Life use to flow so slowly but now it's flying by so fast. Why can't I be happy too? Is it that something is simply...... Missing....... You hang onto my life, is it that I want you back. Or is it that you drag me down this spiral. How can this affect a wall such as me? Is it that a brick has gone..... Missing......... I carry my emotions around in this pack. I lay here on the ground in a pile. Who is it at fault or is this just the fee? To finally have another thing... Missing..... © 2013 Robert CentnerFeatured Review
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1 Review Added on January 18, 2013 Last Updated on January 18, 2013 AuthorRobert CentnerClarksville, TNAboutRandom Poetry, Random writing, and the like. I sit down, let my emotion overtake me and then just let the words flow from my fingers into my writing. Typically I start to write during depression, so.. more..Writing
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