I don't feel your cold breathing Or your eyes following me anymore You're not lurking in these walls This feeling I loved to hate Has no effect on me anymore You stalked me day in and out Until I welcomed your troubled soul into my home ...My last sighting of you I awoke to find myself still alive Without packing your bags you were gone To my surprise you left me alone I wonder where throughout the night may you be Without the burden you bring I am finally free Of my encaging habits that came of me Without a trace left behind You were gone
Just wondering what some of you will think. I came up with it with a weird melody stuck in my head and I just went with it. Normally I hate forced rhyming but it seemed to go along with it, so I just kept it. It's a different style than what I normally write!
music sure does have an effect on a person, I'm not sure I understand this poem 100% but from what I do, I like it.
Ya I don't really get what its meant to be about either, but I liked the images. I suppose that it can be about a whole different number of things, its up to the reader to decide. I liked it and the rhyming was good too.
