The Dark Dispare Poem by Linda Brooks

I look around with nothing there,
When I start to stare into the dark dispare,
there is no one there.

As I spread my fingers through my hair,
I start to think of him some where in the dark dispare.
I some turn around in hope of some one being there,
Only to find no one there.

I was there with no one to care in the dark dispare
I wasn't sad without a friend,
To depend on without end in that never ending dispare.

I only missed one, he was a friend,
And now I am alone without him in the dark dispare.