Lost Winter

 

With winter’s burning wind lashing at my face

I slowly turn and walk away from this place.

The place that I had once called home

The place that I had once called love.

 

To leave you behind was the hardest thing

I left with no love and nothing to bring

Out in the bitter cold with only the snow

Wandering the trees with no way to know.

 

Would you wake and miss my heart

Would you wake and hate being apart.

Looking to the sky to find a sign

Not even the stars can make me feel alive.

 

I crank my head back towards the ground

Feeling as if I am the only soul around.

Only I and winters chill to be my friend

I am  me and no longer can pretend

Pretend, that everything will end up fine.

Reviews

[AchingAlexandra]

I feel as if I have a lot in common with this work.
It's wonderful.

[2Real2BTrue]

I love this poem- the image, the rhyming, the words. It could use a little more flow, though. I think this poet has a lot of potential.

[Holiday Sparkle]

Pretty good. The rhymes are little forced, but the message is strong.