shattered

you could take the sun away
and I would still
live.
even on the darkest days
the light from the porch
would lead me
away from your door.
I knocked, you didn't answer,
letters left to soak the rain.
heaven sent a gift
of pain.

walking down a crowded path
against the grain.
a frown stretched across the planet
blanketed my face.
the coldness of your
distance makes itself present,
desolate, my mind spins
back to years before.
when you were my light

and not just shattered glass
that hides beneath my feet.

This was smooth. Short and to the point. Daddy likey. Your wording was nice from start to finish, each line coherent with the next. Loved the last three or four lines, great way to end it. No complaints from me bro, great poem.

Ok you stupid bastard here I am I figured sense I lagged on you a time or two on past collaborations I owe you some feedback igguess.I gotta say I liked this piece right here I almost thought you were referring to me but who knows?
The descriptive imagery incorperated with this poem was nicely done. The emotion want over done or anything like that I must say that the first few lines of the second stanza was my favorite bro.

See ya.