No Name

Hey peeps! New poem, but I don't have a name 4 it. So If you got Ideas leave it in the comments. Thaks!




I, the desolate alien, am filled
with the sweet moans of this mental numbness,
this slow decay within my own pale mind.

My lover, with eyes of falling raindrops,
whispered goodbye, and then I turned away
into a grey world of philosophy.

In my confusion, I fell deep asleep,
blotted out by a whirl of painful dreams.

I was brought to life by your loving pen
before the gauze of your shirt rubbed me blind.



Naighbor Gal