The grass was high
So  rich …. so green
You walked away
I cried …. I grieved.

May never know
Just what went wrong
Why you left
Or where you’ve gone.

Splintered .… broken
Lost ….  ignored
The pain so deep
Cut to the core.

No chance …. no way
To start anew
Unable to
Get over you.

An empty void
The cold abyss
Now set adrift
No farewell kiss.

No words of hope
Soften the blow
You walked away
I watched you go.


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Author: Patty Richardson

Writer: Film scripts, poetry, short stories.

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