Another house, another family
I drag my possessions in tears
Counting days 'till I see you
As they turn into years
You will be right back
You said that, yet
Here I am
Alone
Lost
About the Creator
Sian N. Clutton
A horror and thriller writer at heart, who's recently decided to take a stab at other genres.
I sincerly hope you find something that either touches your soul or scares your socks off.
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Comments (5)
Beautifully written.
Sad words waiting for what never comes
That painful waiting for something that would never come. Loved your poem!
Wow!! You are absolutely on fire with these! So heart wrenching! I have so many students in foster care and they carry such a heavy heartbreak
Great entry to the challenge.