Tanner jones: The dark closes in
A blanket of sweet bliss
An invitation to fall to the blackness
Death's first kiss
The shadown make dancers
Twirling through the night
Deaths entertainment
The mirror lookers plight
For each gaze longing upon you
Wishing upon you
Difference faiths
But no matter how hard they try
They cannot penetrate our deepest hates
They must watch from a distance
Stranded
Isolated
Deserted
Alone
Forgotten
Just like me
Jesselynn lobos: being alone is a gift
Wrapped up inside a box
Alone
Isolated
Helps the the traumatized
The crowded
But deserted
Deserted is left
Leaving is a sin which cannot be taken back
I cant desert you
But you can me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem