Lonely

Sympathy sewn into my sleeves

A melancholy feeling stitched into my mind

Foreboding words haunting my every step

I find my serenity in silence

Watching my shadow dance alone

Weighted wounds anchoring me to this home

Harboring the heights from which I fall

Ensnared by this world and its pull

Voices tell me onward I must go

So I wander

My weary shadow and I

Haunting this world alone

Reviews

[Praveeta]

Truly heartfelt. Thanks for sharing.

[LA Lorena]

This was interesting, not only in the melancholy words, but in your use of formatting to illustrate the weight of an anchor at the end. Nice!

[Jamie Cook]

:O Awww that was sad, but that's the job of a good writer to make you feel anything ^-^ great job! This was a lovely poem :D