The Poem:
Have a conversation with her
It wouldn't have hurt.
Those words had significance.
She sat alone in her car on a dark road.
He needed to talk to her,
things to tell her that had scared her the whole first day.
She looked like she'd felt aching,
something like that.
She searched her mind for the healing words she wanted to much to say.
In this poem, I thought of it as a man looking for a woman who had run away, or left unexpectedly at night. The woman had been told something that frightened her, so to get away from it, she left. I drew a dark scene over the poem because the man was looking for her at night along a road, since "She sat alone in her car on a dark road". When it's dark, it's hard to see the colors differentiate from each other, so that's what I tried to make my drawing look like.
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