ALoNe

~~~Just so you know this isn't true but I just had some weird inspiration to write it, it's pretty bad but yeah! It was written before most of my other peoms, it was only like the third poem I wrote~~~

Darkness swept over her room like a ghostly shadow
The only light that seeped in was peeping over the top of her blind
It's presence mysterious
Weird
No noise drifted out
Except for the ticking of a clock
Which with every tick made her more and more crazy
In the middle she sat on her bed
Huddled in a little ball
Rocking backwards and forwards
All she could think about was the past
What used to be
Her one and only true love
She told him once that without him she would have no purpose in her life
He had just laughed at her
But now he knew it was true