He’s Gone?

I think he’s dead
I’ve been uncertain for a while now
Always wondering what’s wrong
Mapping out tomorrow

I think he’s dead

I haven’t looked for him for quite sometime now
He hasn’t shown up either
To jump up and down
To not give a fuck
To know for sure,
I will be a joker

I don’t have his dreams any more
I don’t even remember them
All I do is mourn him
Unsure of what I lost.

sleep-stairs

Advertisements
This entry was posted in Poems and tagged , , . Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s