Number One

And when the day feels like night
You know you’re alone
When everyones lips move but nothings heard
You know you’re alone
Colors turn to black and white
You know you’re alone
When empty pages filled with her, when everything you do revolves around her
You know you’re alone
Because when nothing else matters
She isn’t there
The worlds a cold, dark, mute place.


my uh therapist told me to start writing a poem for everyday and then see what others think, so yea...
Posted on April 8th, 2008 at 04:45pm

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