Christopher Goat

Christopher Goat
Christopher Goat

Tuesday, December 17, 2013

Solitude

Alone in my world,
My day has turned to night.
Nothing to touch my heart,
Tears have blinded my sight.
A single flower,
Withering away.
No one to talk to,
Nothing to say.
A drop of water,
In an ocean of pain.
Of these things,
I have only myself to blame.

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