The day I left there was nothing left to say,
The sun was shining from a clear blue sky.
I hurried through the large wooden door
I keep my eyes looking straight into the answer
In my mind’s eye I saw the empty room
In my heart I cried the song of separation
For my feet carried my guilt, my condemnation
For I didn’t want to admit all was broken
At last I could be drawn into the light
At last I would end the past in that moment
The day I left there was nothing left to say,
The sun was shining from a clear blue sky.
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Written for Poetry Jam
Life From A Park Bench 
I like how your poem can be read on different levels. Sometimes it is better to leave, all the more so if there is nothing else to say.
Sometimes if one walks through a new door, one finds new answers. It is especially good when the guilt and condemnation are left behind and one sees the light in the distance…
sometimes those steps are so hard….to admit our defeat is quite humbling…as is to accept the fact that it is over….
those final steps are tough to walk and it surely is a mixture of guilt and different emotions… if the sun shines it hurts even more i think cause in the inside all is rain and storm and cold
The first steps have to have an unreal feeling.. the blue sky contrasting the weight of the feet.. your poem is intense still slow in a great way…
There is a story here I think. This poem said just enough to draw me and to find out more.
I’d say if you leave in sunshine, then there’s surely going to be warmth on your face
Nice poem, it has the feel of one of those songs in the old Western movies
Much love…