You left me,
All alone,
No matches or candles to hold.
I can't breathe,
I can't shout,
How can I call for help when I can't even pout?
I am alone,
In the dark.
No food or water to keep me around.
I trusted you,
I let you win.
Came to me with your big sporting grin,
How would I know you hated me so?
That you wanted me dead and nothing more?
I'm stuck in a cave,
With putrid smells,
Cold and black,
And with a low growl that does not bode well.
I can't see,
so I weep,
I can feel it's eyes on me.
Will you come back to bring me home?
I think not,
I was just a stepping stone.
Never did you love me,
You used me for your gain,
And now you imprison me so,
Because you have a new lass to cage.
"Set me free," I wanted to say.
But not quite this way.
I'm sorry I was so naive,
My family.
But looks I won't come home this weekend,
Or this century.
YOU ARE READING
Symphony Of Sorrow
PoetrySome people say it is better to have love and lost, than to have never loved at all. But when that love is gone, you realise it would have been better if you hadn't met them after all. For nothing lasts forever, No love stands forever, And no lo...
