Alone |
  |
 Dec 27 2005, 06:31 PM
Post
#1
|
|
 My desperate heart is far too weak to run for you this long.  Group: Member Posts: 640 Joined: Jun 2005 Member No: 150,342  |
It's an empty feeling,
being alone. Smells linger from past events, roses, candles, cologne. It creeps inside your brain, and grasps onto your mind. It leaves your thoughts bare, nothing left behind. The sultry sound of bland white noise. Rain on the window, wound up toys. There seems to be a scenery of black. Nothingness reflects your eyes, And so much light you lack. Alone at night. Alone in the dark. Alone in your life. Alone in yourself. |
|
|
|
| *iNyCxShoRT* |
Dec 27 2005, 07:34 PM
Post
#2
|
|
Guest |
Some parts I had trouble following but I like this line especially: It creeps inside your brain,
and grasps onto your mind. Good job. Keep up the good work. |
|
|
|
|
Dec 27 2005, 07:49 PM
Post
#3
|
|
 Dark Lord of McCandless Group: Member Posts: 2,226 Joined: May 2004 Member No: 16,761 |
"If you're lonely when you're alone, you're in bad company."
--JP Sartre |
|
|
|
|
1 User(s) are reading this topic (1 Guests and 0 Anonymous Users)
0 Members: