Life (Or Lack Thereof)
Hey sweetie
I am home
But you’re not here
I’m all alone
I miss the days
That you would greet me
It was nice to know
Someone was glad to meet me
I find it hard
To keep on going
It’s hard to breathe—
The pain of knowing
I miss your whisper
In my ear
It’s hard to laugh
Without you here
It’s harder now
Than it was before—
The time when I hadn’t yet
Opened the door
I miss your smile
That bright little thing
And all of the sunshine
That it seemed to bring
It will be hard
Forever still
To let you go—
I never will
I miss you
And your insults as well
But it’s your memory here
Dragging me into this hell
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