Somewhere Lost In Time

It's been a long while since I have written any new pieces until I stumbled upon something "old" that inspired me.

He took her by the hand

And looked her in the eye

Made sure she'd understand

No need to question why

 

"I left something in the past

Wait for me while I'm gone

And please do not ask

If I'll be back by dawn"

 

So she let go of his hold

Cried great tears of despair

And like the winter cold

Hung her breath right in the air

 

The days, they turned to weeks

And the months grew to years

Her heart, just like antiques

Thinned out just like veneer

 

He did not return to her

For they never had a start

Judgements were a blur

For in the past he was searching for his heart

Author's Note

Reviews

[The High Poet]

I always love reading your work! I'm glad your back on the site posting :) Great word choice, had a great flow. Keep up the great work