Wander Lost

A short poem, just kind of came out of me one night.

Forget about me, they always do
Use me, use me, then you’ll accuse me
Coal slit eyes, deceit and lies
You steal my heart with wander lost eyes

Couldn’t express it if I died, no matter how many times I may have tried
No word will express the desire, I cant express the need
But I’ll use all I know till I finish my sullen deed
By now of course you realize why I write
Forever how short, it provides me with light

Darling, what must I do?

I must pour on, the words keep flowing
Falling stars couldn’t stop this hard wind from blowing
So on and I will repeat
Till this sterling hall has not one empty seat