I lost her
Then I lost you
The color of my skies
They're no longer blueThe sun burnt out
And so did the stars
No more wind flowing through the trees
No more buzzing of the beesNow I'm losing myself
I don't know what to do
My light is no longer a fire
Because I'm just an ember without you
YOU ARE READING
Write Without Fear
PoetryIt say's it all in the title. It's time to share these. I'm writing without the fear of judgement from others and even myself.