If you have read my list of 50 things that you may not know about me. You will know that my brothers, sisters, mother, father and best friend have all passed away.
In reference to this, the poem is about a place in my mind that I don't allow myself to visit very often.
Midnight Blue
Wandering in the midnight blue,
My unplanned thoughts return to you.
Heedlessly walking in the dead of the night,
My eyes behold a dreary sight.
Peering through the murky gloom,
I see your name upon the tomb.
I thrust my fists up in the sky,
Cursing the gods and asking why.
I'm all alone and thinking of you,
When I'm wandering in the midnight blue.