The Hangedman

But this is who I am. My heart has been through so much.These are the final words of the heart. My heart is dead. All that is left is to go through life wandering aimlessly.

The wind flows through my hair

I stare into an icy reflection

The scenery above grows darker

The trees get smaller

Time stops

I am suspended in mid air

Staring at myself

The smile of the reflection slowly fades

All that is left is my empty soul

My heart aches

My heart shatters

The final card has been dealt

Destroying all around me

Reviews

[The XYZ Writer]

You really describe amazingly! The entire poem related to what you wanted to say. But one thing I must say, is that when we just wander our lives aimlessly we will regret it at time of death. You should find something you love a lot and motivate yourself to work for it. This is why dreams are so important!!

[~Dragon X]

I agree with everyone else's review! XD Though, would you consider changing the title? Your poem is about the hung, not the hangman himself. I dunno, I'm just being ficky picky.
Optime et Bene! ;D

[Ami N.]

This is so powerful. I definitely agree with Sumayya's review. Great piece of advice there :) Love this piece and keep up the great writing~

[Kim]

I love this write, This is so powerful, emotional. Love this!

[Maddie:]]

descriptions were truly beautiful, stunning and vivid piece! i enjoyed this, very intriguing piece:]

[Manpreet]

Vow ! A lovely write!