Left Behind

Yellow flowers, turn to gray.

Out the door, i pushed you away.

Under that tree, i sit and pray.

 

Letters are written, but you never reply.

Eaten alive, each day that passes by.

Forgetting you is the toughest thing.

Throwing away all the memories.

 

Madness taking over every limb.

Every good moment, soon turns grim.

 

 

Reviews

[Distant horizons]

heart wrenching words, beautiflly written acrostic.