Betrayed
I watched and waited
for this falling light.
How the warmth of
friends
held your spoken
grip.
How the push and shove
just came and went.
How I miss her
and her name amongst friends.
The morning's ache
against
a worried sky
and long for gaze
betray this shuttered eye.
I wake again...
winston plowes
Wed 18th Nov 2009 11:17
To me this suggests someone trapped in a painful repetitious circle. Nice post. win