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Click hereI pray. but no one listens,
I weep, but no one hears,
I rage, but nothing changes,
I sing, to mask my fears.
I watch, but nothing's different,
I speak, but no one's there,
I cry, but there's no comfort,
I miss her scented hair.
I live, for what's the option?
I dress, then back to bed,
I long for sorrow's ending,
I'll make some tea instead.
I love, for it's my nature,
too long, too hard, it seems,
I'll hold on tight to memories,
much sweeter than my dreams.
Why is the poem have nothing about walking if that's the title? This is a serious inquiry... I love your work.
A ballad form that conveys heartbreak so poignantly ........ well done!
after done reading, notice the breakout from the I in the front of the line - the structure change - very well done
5ed
This is so heartfelt, spare but raw and its simplicity lends to the elegiac tone.