Hunted Me

A Poem by shadows

everybody is dead

this house is filled with memories
of people who passed away
this house is filled with promises
from people who couldn't stay
this house is filled with loneliness
that gets bigger every day
every time I lose someone
I lose a part of my heart
so I have a big problem
but I don't know where to start
death is like an arrow
my soul is where it'll dart
I fall to the nowhere
with every new tear
it's not what I can't share
till it comes out clear
nothing can stop this
death is way too close
and if I had a cure to sadness
I'd die with an overdose