Tenants

Nailing up a photo of you

Crooked on the wall

Alone in an empty room

Cold corners of thoughts and dreams

People once lived here

A beautiful, loving home

Something started to fade

So something had to end

Dark, gloomy room

Playing with a shadow

Seemingly my only friend

There's a vacancy

My heart is for rent

No one lives there anymore

Because of you 

I've started looking the door

The key is hidden

I won't let anyone in

My lonely room

Once so lovely

Now my scarlet prison

I don't want to love

Author's Note

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Reviews

[donny ingraham]

Lovely write, this poem is so insightful and touching