An old poem

This is a poem I wrote in 2012:

You left me in this restless sleep to drown in the darkness

So I stuff my dreams into a shoebox I hide under my bed

And tape it shut, again and again so they can’t escape and haunt me

I have nothing left

I am broken, crushed, the shattered pieces lying at your feet

The questions chasing ‘round and ‘round in my head

You promised me the world

But You left me, bleeding, for dead