I look to the wall,
no shadow do you cast,
no form to halt lights fall,
you are gone and I'm more alone,
so much more alone for it all,

Being a lover of sad love poems....this really spoke to me. Good imagery, nice twist. 5/5

You make it difficult to give brutal criticism. i found the flow to be flawlessand the content excellent. If it will make you happy I will say the poets of old would not have stretch thier poetic licence by not capitalizing their i's lol