Away Now, Away

May 20, 2012 Dark, Poetry 0

by Lilly Baxley

Breaking under the tone

She ran, left to be alone

Away, from all she ever called home

Sitting in solitude, chilled to the bone.

Isolated here,

Nobody, anywhere

Completely still, raised skin bare

Wishing simply for someone to care

For lonely she sits,

Scared.

Tears stream as she cries

Washing away,

All of the lies

Without a soul by her side

She will give herself away

to time.

She ran, left to be alone

Away, from all she ever called home

Sitting in solitude,

Chilled to the bone.

About Lilly Baxley

Stage manager, theater lover, artist in various forms. poetry writer and wannabe killer of zombies! (Michonne in the making)

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