My vision a grey mist
I see him flee
He runs from the unknown
Fear strikes through me like lightning on a summer’s day
For fear that this day would be his last
I run
I do not know where but I run
I follow his bare back for fear it will be the last
He does not slow
I call out his name but I do not see his face
He runs
The more I chase the more I long
I long for his touch, his embrace
Non do not happen
I run
I long for his melting voice, that mesmerizing smile
I call out, but he does not answer
I fear this is goodbye
He runs
I feel pain, like a hot Iron rod though my heart
Once more I call out, Once again silence
I long for his warmth
Only to feel ice
I run
I scream with the lungs of a mermaid
I scream the sirens song
He turns but does not slow
His face is of an angel
With the devils grin
He runs
I wake but he is already gone
Silent as the winter winds
His heart just as cold
A one sided love
An empty chase
Great Job! You have wonderful flow that leaves you wanting the next line. Can't wait to read what else you have.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Awe :) That makes me feel good! lol Thanks I've been having this dream and well I felt like I had to write it so this is what I've came up with! I just posted another poem :)