Left Behind

Sarah W's avatarBy Sarah

I heard the scurrying sounds of you running away.
My eyes saw, yet couldn’t believe ‘t’was true.
Screaming, my mouth formed perfect ’round circles,
Yet the sound made was primal.
Basic, gutteral; from deep inside.
Shivering, I hugged myself.
Surely I wasn’t
left behind?
Alone.

By Sarah ©2019

#NaPoWriMo – Day 18, 2019

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