Cloud Of Gloom

My body shakes
The wind whips at my feet
The sun is hidden behind dark clouds
Piles of leaves are no longer neat
My house is nothing but rubble
The fire over took it, and burnt it to the ground
The fire has gone long ago
The last I remember of my father was his chin stubble
As he looked me in the eyes and told me to run
If only he had run too;
There would be no cloud covered sun
My tear stained cheeks are cold
Rain begins to fall
Where can I go now?
It's nearing autumn's end
I can't stay outside much longer
I have a letter for my aunt to send
Maybe once she's read it; she can help me
About 2 or 3 weeks passed by
My aunt's letter arrives in the mail
It read: "Too bad, good luck in the future. Love Aunt Sammy"
How could this be?
Father always said that she wrote often and always asked about me
Turns out it was all one big lie
Maybe he did it to keep our family alive
But then that terrible fire made him die
Some people say I'm lucky to survive, but I don't think that's true
Now I have to live under this cloud of gloom.

by tobeloved
posted on 02/03/2008