Out

I wanted to write something because I haven't in a while. I hope the complicated concept doesn't hurt the poem. The speaker and his friend run from the people who hurt her.

Out
And those behind us won't chase for now.
So let me guide you, drag you,
Piece you together as we run.

 

The night protects us as I did for you.
Though I failed not long ago.
I let them take you,
And now your gaze is empty.
Your eyes shifting like startled fish,
Your lips releasing ghostly whispers.

 

The forest surrounds us, shelters us.
Yet you clutch your hair as if you were being attacked.
I comfort you through sad whimpers.
You take no notice, only fall limp against me.

 

The wind brings chill,
Periodic and without end.
Your eyes still tremble as you dream.
You're unreachable by empathy,
And my determination withers.
I dream of you as you were.

Author's Note

I may turn this into a series telling story, with a prologue for each poem to answer question. I'd like thoughts on this, if anyone would like to oblige.
Heavily edone with massive help from Jean.

Reviews

[Zane]

;D
Good job. I think its a wonderful idea to turn this into a series. Good luck