The past of me is slowly sneaking back into my life...
Its cold and sad...Yet at the same time nostalgic...
...The feeling will come back, without a doubt...
Even though, in a way its also different...Whats coming back...
Constant sighs...staring into the distance with no thought..ony that feeling...
Wishing....The envy I used to have....I knew the feelings..But...
They seem new to me, at the same time....
The feelings...With what I thought was..Lonliness...Are reknewed...
I thought I knew what it was like to be alone...then I met someone...
it was my new beginning...To a happier life...But...I took it for granted...
I looked away...And I lost it all...Even though someone stands right beside me...
They aren't the company I'm longing for..So I hope they understand...
What I want is undoubtably gone...Even though its still there..
All I can do right now is keep going in the direction ts going..And hope to catch up.
So...I'm not going to be there for a while...And my past is coming back fast..
My past....Right now...Its..The Rehaunting.
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...The Little Black Rain Cloud's Thoughts...
Poetry is the life for me, for lifes i have no other. I write about darkness, broken hearts, and hate,'cause Shadows is my name; title; my cover.
If you read my poetry, and like the depressive tone,comment me and tell me in a way thats all your own.
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