Left Alone
My head pounds like drunken dwarves are mining inside,
My stomach has a hole a mile wide, and growing.
Why did you leave?
I am lost, trapped in a labyrinth of your own special design,
Confused as a squirrel on crack looking for its nuts,
Why did you leave?
We were lovers of life, chocolate, and each other,
We were irreparably connected in soul,
How did you leave?
We never dreamed of adventure except we’d face it together,
All demons vanquished by a team of two intertwined,
Where did you go?
We swam in the lake in the snow, warming each other later,
We swapped stories, recipes, and our gum,
Who am I alone?
1 comment:
I like your similies and the repetition of the third lines in the stanzas. Sometimes poems come out of nowhere, manefest for unknown purposes. Someday you may find another use for it. I have written poems that don't relate to myself at all, but later used them for a story i have written :)
aubrieanne @ http://whosyoureditor.blogspot.com/
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