My first poem! WOOHOOO!

DISCLAIMER: I dont own doctor who... BLAHHHHHH

The skies burn softly above him

Silently gazing around.

He looks back one last time

He runs and runs and runs

Waiting for someone to join him

He looks young, but his eyes are so old

Saving the world from disaster

He runs and runs and runs

He's loved and lost

Let too many a tear fall

The screams of his friends a distant memory

He's still running.

You like? I hope you do. :D Bye for now. R&R please!