It is ....has been. ....
whatever was between.....
you and me......
a lost journey ...
in the mazes of life.....
...the end...of the road. ....
whatever that means. ...
isn't hard to glean.....
it wasn't to be....
clearcut...straight. ...to
any well thought out reasoning
immaculate and bright....
.
Was it worth a fight......?
some more tears ..?
I say....no.....
with all my might. ...
You were.....
just a flicker of light....
pale and slight....
sickening to the core....
promising......pain.....
nothing more. ....
.
A sign.....
to close the heart's door. ...
YOU ARE READING
Alone
PoetryBeing alone is the silent journey to the inner self...where no one holds sway except oneself.... A collection of poems seeking to understand this intrinsic state of the mind and soul..... The beginning and the end....
