I Need To Be Near You
Now that you’ve gone away
I am left with nothing to say
except “I don’t know what to do.
I need to be near you!”
I can breathe when you’re here.
There’s air, when you’re near.
Without you I wither and die
like an eagle without his sky.
Without you near, there’s a hole
in my heart, my life, my soul.
There's a hole that I live in
full of darkness, grief, and sin.
My life was sunlight and happiness
when you were near, I was happiest.
Without you near I am the saddest.
Your loss is driving me to madness.
Where you are I do not know.
I know only that you had to go.
Now gone, what do I do?
I need to be near you!
- Author: MendedFences27 ( Offline)
- Published: August 10th, 2024 19:45
- Comment from author about the poem: The effect of a breakup.
- Category: Love
- Views: 12
- Users favorite of this poem: Teddy.15
Comments6
Nice write a n enjoyable read.
Thanks, SB. Glad you enjoyed it.
You will always be near her in your heart Phil.
Andy
Thank you, Andy. Still near her after all these years. Thanks for the wisdom.
Been there, done that & you clearly have too sir .. well scribed ..
Thank you, Neville. Yeah, it kind of tears your guts out at first, then we get angry, and finally move on. The time for all this to occur varies from next day to years.
A sad poem. A love that was your sunlight, now obscured. Breakups do that. They cause such hurt. Your emotions come through well in this poem. Iām sure it will be relatable to many. Have a good Sunday.
Thank you, Cassie. Breakups can be traumatic. First there is the pain of loss, followed by anger at both self and other, then, hopefully, resignation to the situation. Enjoy your Sunday.
Incredibly sad and if it is non fiction even sadder, as a woman I'd like to say go out and get your girl, because we want to be saved, but not knowing each side of the coin is difficult to judge, a beautiful love note or song. I hope she comes back. š¹
Thank you, Teddy. These days, I'm mainly working off of memories. If it seemed real, I did my job.
Fabulous, memories that are dark or cheerful are indeed why we write. Superb work š¹
So sad and regretful, insinuating tears, I sympathize. Good work.
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