Silent Running Poem by Walter C. Edwards

Silent Running



Silent running into the rain,
holding back the tears,
black is this night,
you turned away again,
doors closed, I move away,
then open up again,
you once again turn around,
no moon to call to,
playing with daggers,
flaming at me,
they only drop to the grown,
before us both,
do not ask,
I can not say a word,
to put all of this to rest.

Thursday, March 20, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: Lost
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