The Last Nights

I've said it before, and i shall say it again....I can't wait to get out of here...yet, there those things here that are part of me that shall forever remain......

 

Last nights in this town

Never again

Remembering all the times when

The streets that I walked

And corners so dark

The times I sat smoking alone in the park

The clubs I went to

The girls that were there

The smell of the rain that came in the air

Dark nights and streets

Sounds and sight

All resurrected on these my last nights

The ones I had known

And soon they’ll be gone

All living lives here that they carry on

And I wasn’t there

Did not make a name

Did not come here and found fortune and fame

So I travel alone

Just like my first nights

And walked all alone and seen all the sights

Blocks full of bars

Secret tiny places

Where once I’d stood smoking in those dark spaces

Alone once again

Leave as I came

Now I have been here, I won’t be the same

Reviews

[D. Elizabeth]

Delicously poetic, and pulled at my heart. I loved this part..."Blocks full of barsSecret tiny placesWhere once I'd stood smoking in those dark spacesAlone once againLeave as I cameNow I have been here, I won't be the same" Thanks for the review btw. xo -D.E.

[marsha]

Loved it! I could see you there, I am thinking maybe I am not as good as I hoped! have a great day!

[Chloe..Across the Unive..]

You know i can feel the want to in your words.. it has great images .. seeing a person walking the streets, setting alone smoking .. very well done .. and i hope you find the place you are looking for .. i enjoyed this .
Chloe
xoxo