ashes in the wind

as i sit here in the dark,



under the moon,



with voices all around,



memories of a time passed,



the pictures of my life,



fadeing in and out,



this world is my hell,



this lfe is my world,



and thses memories,



these memmories r wonderful,



painful and depressing,



as i sit here in the dark,



under the moon,



i look at u and realize,



that im just a shadow,



a shadow in this world,



nothing more,



than ashes in the wind.

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Jessica Letson's picture

You're poems are very thought provoking, I liked this one also. It really illuminates the pain of loneliness...nice work.

Renay Huff's picture

you are meaningful matthew.