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"Where did I go wrong? My mind is as gloomy as a smokey sky, dim colours spread across a morning sky. I'm a runaway-runaway, they all shout and say, lost and abandoned in an old country barn; falling apart and rusting away. Will you ever come back? or am i left alone in this old, empty shak"?
I look up from my paper, lifting a hand to wipe away a falling tear, the night grows near but it'll always be dark here. A scatter outside, i stumble towards the door. Thinking of you, finally you've come, come back to take me away from this solitary. The wooden door creeks open, I step on the dewy grass and look around, but to my disappointment, I'm still in limbo. Lets face it I'm not going back, I'm trapped here. Tears flood my cheeks, I know- I know your not coming back, I've been lost in hope for way to long. You said you'd always be there, but where are you now? Saying to someone you'll always care? soon, they'll join me and we'll find out then. The clouds darken over the lost barn, alone and forever asleep. I return inside where its chilly and spooky. You're on my mind, what would of happened if I said something different? Lost in a trance and too scared too face what really happened. One day you'll see it was meant to be, or i'll see I so much better than I see. I'm a runaway, runaway in this old empty shak.
I look up into the fireplace, and you walk my way. I close my book and place my pen on the table. "What are you doing my dear?" I stare into the light blue eyes of a well kept man, will you still be here or will I get a call tomorrow saying you'll always love me but you must go with them? The ones who don't care, and who would laugh at your worst? You need them you say, too afraid to admit the facts. You know they'd leave you if you choose happiness first. "Nothing much" I say, "Just doing some work." '"Alright, i need to head home now", he helps me off he red velvet couch and gives me a hug. " Don't stress too much" I look at him and say "How can i not?", His eyes tearing up "I love you" he says and walks away. Here I am perhaps for tonight, or the rest of my life, in an abandoned old shak.
