I want to sit where the light can't touch me
I don't care to feel its warmth on my skin anymore
I don't need it to remind me of her touch
I want to sit where the light can't touch me
I want to enjoy the shadow's dark embrace
Letting the chill creep over me
Icy fingers inching their way to my heart
Taking away memories of us
Numbing the pain of losing her
This is a first draft...constructive critizism please...
Comments
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Yay your writing again! This is a haunting write, I can just picture someone in the damp darkness inching away from one solitary stream of light. Wonderfully written, and the meaning behind your words is spectacular. You did a magnificent job here! Keep writing! I can't wait to read some more!



