A Lost Angel
One last lookInto those eyes
Knowing the pain he would cause
He turned into the night
And left.
And yet,
Not a day,
Not a night,
Not a moment goes by
But that he picks at the scab in his heart
Opens it and lets it bleed
In mourning.
Privately
Quietly
He damns his actions
He damns his soul
He need only reach out
But can’t
She is only an inch away
Yet more than an eternity stands between them.
JPA
Please login or register
You must be logged in or register a new account in order to
Login or Registerleave comments/feedback and rate this poem.