#WritcoPoemPrompt2
In the end it was just me and my thoughts,
A painful trap, long after you were gone
Your departure left me in a state of trauma
Like an oxygen to a glowing splint
Your thoughts rekindles my surrow
Yet,the surrow is my paradise
I wandered through the narrow street,
Seeking for an atom of your memories.
Though,many a mansion in condolence estate,
Non...