They've left
You've no one
And all the others are against you
Standing in a line, blocking you from light
And then the other comes
They break through, giving you back the sun
The wall of your past topples
Leaving only the first, the last, and the sun
The first quivers, defenses down
They speak as if they never abandoned you
You smile, laugh, and walk past
They may stay in the dark
But you will reach the light
YOU ARE READING
Poems
PoetrySome sappy and sad poems I write. I have a few happy ones, but I write to get out the bad stuff.
