Left With 'Nada' Poem by Dean Simpson

You left me with nothing but an open window
Slightly ajar so that the cold creeps in
Covering me in a blanket of depression
Your smell left too long ago
Your car crash ways scarred my life.

The kitchen is empty
Nothing to get up to
All posessions stripped and laid bare
Left alone to chase the shadows
Of months long gone.

All my life i have wasted
The years given to me
Lost in the light i fall
Nothing to get up for
A seemingly Never-Ending story...