Sorrow Surrounds him. He walks like someone who has been broken hearted for a long time now. He looks as if he has nothing to live for. All of his thoughts seem to be focused on his loss. He has nothing to live for. His eyes are dark and empty, and they tell me his story. He stares at me and I feel his pain. This person has lost all that he holds dear to him. He turns away from me now, and I watch him walk off into the darkness. He is gone, never to return. I am sorry for this man and his great sadness. I can't stop thinking about him. What will happen to this man. I turn away from the mirror, and realize that he is not alone in his misery.
LonelyPoet · Wed Dec 21, 2005 @ 02:10am · 1 Comments |