Fit For A King

I tried not wonder;

To hold on to fantasies

Of company or love

But their comfort

Was what kept me warm.


Whenever I woke

On the cold side of the bed,

I was crushed to be alone.

Reviews

[Michael X]

Wow, Nice job driving across the straight forward emotion here, the heart can feel the sadness
and with the last line that punctuated your great poem, this was a pleasure to read, thanks for sharing

[Anita B Jacques]

Oh sweetie, so sad, a great write, but I can feel the pain, it's what poem are about feeling and emotions, not many happy ones. God Bless.
Hugs.......Annie