Dean
I haven't heard from you
in God knows how long
You're the only one I've thought about
In these years that I've been gone
Another job has come to surface
I should've known I can't escape
Marked for this road all my life
In my only form and shape
I never knew what it was
There's always been this feeling
Only one place where I take comfort
In my world that's slowly peeling
The road is long
That I can see
But the only life worth living
Is one where you're with me
This is a short poem I wrote in Sam's perspective from the Pilot episode of Supernatural. I don't own any of the characters. (I wish I did.)
~Alyssa