Fall O
Fall O
Turn me into blue
So I don’t see red
Don’t feel red
So I won’t be red
Just walk away
Words
F a
L
L
Down the page
Land into the empty abyss
Like my tears -yet
Still amidst my pain
I’m plain
A terrain
Of vacancies
Not worth filling up
Because my voids
Avoid all calamity
At the hands of those
I both
Love and loathe
Because
Loneliness is priceless
Yet worth all
It’s worth…
A poem about following and loneliness...Maryanne D. Brown Campbell is author of books: Serpentine Tongue and Food for the Soul, available at www.authorhouse.com, www.amazon.com and Barnes & Noble.