my solider in Iraq
im sitting here again waiting by this phone for a ringgetting worried and sad after every minute it doesn't ring
trying to push these bad thoughts out of my head
trying to keep positive knowing your gonna call eventually
just it isn't happening fast enough for me
i sit every day waiting on some kind of reply
and everyday i hear your voice and words, for the day i feel relieved
im just waiting for the day you come back to me
i want to feel your arms wrapped around me again
and not worry if today is going to be the end
i miss you baby my solider off in war
i know your fighting to protect our country
but i wish u were here with me to keep me feel protected
i lay in this empty bed every night wishing you were here to hold me tight
to lay my head upon your chest and hear your breath
im missing you baby
and each day gets harder
im trying to keep up hope and think for the best
but damn this is taking its toll
i feel like a part of me has been ripped out and your what i need to fill this hole
please baby hurry home
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