My Prison

The emptiness hauntes me when
You leave...
The walls feel as if they are closing
In on me ...
Theres noone here to talk to 
Empty halls empty walls I look
Around as I walk alone..
Dark and empty I call out to you
Then I realize how black it is
I realize you are never coming back
By my self I shall remain
A prisoner in chains to all your pain...


Copyright2008
Amanda Vaughn
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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