Living in Torment
 

This was a little ballad that I wrote for English class at my school. It is very sad (so don't cry! lol)

She sits on her bed silently
His picture she now holds;
She sobs quietly, to herself;
She begins to feel cold.

The chill runs through her to the bone,
And she shivers slightly.
She thinks about the day he left
Sadly and quietly

He didn't leave her like most do
And walk out through the door,
For he left in that cursed car
That dark and gloomy morn.

He drove down long Willowtree Road
But never did return,
For his car was struck by someone
Then flipped over and burned.

Now as she holds the picture close
And thinks of hurt and pain,
She dreams of Heaven, angels and
The day they'll meet again.

Let me know if you like it or not. I did the best that I could to get a dark mood out of this poem.

I like it! Tis very good. Nice writing.

Good poem Oddchick.

Aww... sweet :) Though it was sad too....
A very cute poem :)

Haunting. Wonderful. Great job!

I read the poem without reading the first sentence saying you wrote this for english, and I thought it was true! :( You had my sympothys (sp?) for a second. :-p
Anyways it was a great poem.

Thank you all so much for the comments. I wrote this poem so long ago I actually didn't expect any comments for it! You can post your poems/short stories on here too, if you like. :)

that was a sad and nice poem. i liked it!