You walked away and left me behind
leaning against the Venetian blind.
The silence all around me, is so loud.
Hanging above me, like a cloud.
They say, silence is to be treasured.
Something so rare, it can’t be measured.
But the emptiness, that I feel inside.
A hunger for friendship, being denied.
The wind through the windows, is all I can hear.
There is no family, they all disappeared.
Leaving me here, up against the wall,
Disappearing, forever, down the hall.
I am all alone, in the dark of night.
Waiting here for morning light.
I long to be picked up and played , one more time.
Instead of leaning against the Venetian blind. Tammy Sullivan 2015
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