Was she left out in the middle of the night alone?
with not a kiss, not a hug.
The rain fell like god broke his promise,
and the world would flood.
She drifted through the water,
like a letter lost at sea.
Drowning in her sorrows;
A storm hit with intensity.
It seemed like it was 100 Mph,
and turned into a hurricane.
And she never cries now, she breaths it all in,
all at once.
And she never can forget the pain anymore,
alone she stood out on her own,
out in the pouring rain, with not a soul to hold.
Not a single kiss..
No body noticed the flash flood warnings.
They all fled down stream, not noticing.
Kirsten Leaver
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/left-alone-25/
