Thoughts too profound to put into words
So I leave it blank
The ink once overflowing, now dry and brittle
Just like the flowers left at your bedside
No goodbyes left to be said on that vacant road
Emptiness Roaming the worn paths of our hearts
Children's laughter echos down the street
Like the days we spent watching the sunset
On days like this I remember Your sunset...
that September
As the glow in your eyes faded like the sun over the horizon
Your last breath carried out as the wind-chimes hung by the doors
Your smile falling as the rain
from my eyes
I walk the footsteps you left, and when they stop I'll keep going, carrying you all the way
As the memory you are
YOU ARE READING
My Poems
PoetryMy poem app went to hell so I'm posting all my works here from now on. They are a mix of types and a lot are sad.
