RockA Poem by NyxGround me.
If you loved me, why did you leave me?
Cold on the streets, isolated from touch No hands to remind me of the feeling of love I roamed into alleys, dark looted havens To idealize your presence as a city light beacon When I traveled upon the naked concrete I envisioned the solidity of your back on mine The constant reminder- Of a stolid confine. © 2020 Nyx |
StatsAuthorNyxAkron, OHAboutI write because I love it, typically poetry and short excerpts of madness from my mind. Enjoy! more..Writing
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