Walking In The Dark.

Walking in the dark,
All silent and cold..
Nothing but lonley memories,
For you to hold.
Memories that you dread,
But they're stuck in your head.
They torture you day and night,
They make it hard to see any light.
There seems like no way out.
Just stuck here with those thoughts of doubt.
No one to run to.
No where to hide.
So you choose to just sit there,
And watch yopur liffe fly bye.

^ this is a poem i wrote and that ^ is a picture i took with my canon power shot.