I Walked Out The Door Poem by floyd thomas

I walked the door into the street, with the wind, the rain and the snow at my feet. I walked out the door and now I'm gone. with holes in my shoes and a park bench until dawn. I knew you were wrong when you said I'd been untrue. But I had no way of convincing you. So I walked out the door into the cold. Now I've got no lips to kiss me, I've got no hand to hold. I've got no lips to kiss me, I've got no hand to hold.