No Room Poem by Phil Soar

No Room



I don't walk to the room no more
I never look inside the door
I leave my feelings way behind
Back in the guilt that's in my mind

Whilst I know that I did my best
With all the things I did invest
The things I'd say, and what I'd do
The time has gone, the feelings too

The twisted way the hurt grows deep
The thoughts that knock me off my feet
And all the pain that won't depart
It draws the tears, and hurts the heart

Somewhere, somehow, as time moves on
I guess the lord will know she's gone
And welcome her with open arms
Knowing that she's devoid of harm

Tuesday, November 12, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: life and death
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