Christopher Goat

Christopher Goat
Christopher Goat

Monday, October 19, 2015

My 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.
I have 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.

I knew it then...
When the tears fell like rain.