by Sylvia
Another excellent write from you. I don't remember how I came upon your poems, but I am surely glad that I did. Silent sufferer, alone with gloom and doom, crying her room. Somehow I get two meanings to this, one of self imposed loneliness and wallowing in self pity and the other one where the loneliness has been imposed by others on her and she is trying to escape it. Either way it is an excellent write. 5/5 |
by Em
In the end, we all find true happiness. 5/5, Em |