Black, Black, Black, Black

Black, Black, Black, Black

A Poem by The Papermate Pen

walkin down the

stretchof road.

stridin through

an alley unbold.

boxes of grey

eat me alive.

the sun is down

but day hangs around,

i just dont see it.

 

why? whywhywhywhy? why?

is there that empty feeling

in my heart?

ohohoh, where. have.

you. been? where????

 

dont leave me here

stridin down some road.

dont leave me here

just walkin,

goin somewhere unknoooooooooooooooooown.

dont leave me here

with cement blocks of grey

eatin me alive.

please.

please dont leave me here,

just walkin,

with my black bangs over my eyes.

 

you turned my brown eyes into grey,

robbed the sun outta my day,

left me on a stretchof roooooaad,

black t-shirt,

black jacket,

black leggings torn up by a saw,

black leather belt with metal studs,

and black,

black,

black,

black,

the colorathe plaid converse on my feet

as i walk.

© 2010 The Papermate Pen


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