I sit upon the floor
staring up at the empty walls,
The paint faded with time
And filled with faint picture lines,
Here I sit in an empty room
Thinking about how time has gone,
New memories will be made,
A new life I am about to live,
Stepping out of this life
And into another,
I am about to venture out
On a grand adventure,
Perhaps tragedy and heartbreak
Linger around the corner,
Or just maybe happily-ever-after
Is waiting there for me,
All I know is everything is about to change,
I think of this as I sit
In this empty room
An Empty Room
Posted by
Holly Elizabeth-Jean
Sep 15, 2009
Labels: Challenge: 1000 Words
1 comments:
as an empty room can signify just about anything, I find your poem to be lingering memories and emotions that might be held still even after changes has been made
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