Writer, Poet, Antagonist

Made my Mind

I thought today

That I had died

And left you

Staring at my shell

As I drifted

Shifted out of.

This-

Place-

The place that I was found in

By you

Bound to

By you

 

I wished to take you with me

I needed you to come with me

But you couldn’t, wouldn’t

So I left

Forlornly looking on

 

I hate to feel

Beside myself

Outside myself, I’m free

But without you

To share this freedom

Its solitude

I realise now, I don’t want that.

Adrian EarleComment