E-M-O

My new way of life
The one I adore
Of being alone
Of wanting more

The art of being alone
Learning the beauty of poetry
A metaphor here and a metaphor there
And maybe a simile

Photography is beautiful
Photography is my life
Without it
I would strife

The love of black
And everything dark
Sitting alone
And making your mark

The hair hiding your face
Is a new trademark
While you sit alone
Alone in the dark.