Waking up in the morning,
Not wide awake, not quite
Sees the sun shining,
It isn't as bright
Feeling the fresh breeze,
But something isn't right
Even the food doesn't please
So only a single bite
Under no physical stress,
But limbs ache, like a fight
Can't walk straight, thoughts a mess
The escape I seek, out of sight
And here comes the night,
Only in my dreams
I find peace, I am in flight
I see the people I love
I see the places I love
And after waking up
I see the hole in my life
Where things should've been
Where you should've been
And now, I wait
Not desperately, but patiently
Everyday, I wait for you
For you, to come fill my hole
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Author:
askipio (
Offline) - Published: March 31st, 2017 22:53
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Comments1
Wow, very nice and written from the heart. I love your poem. Thanks for sharing this wonderful poem.
I'm glad that you like it. It was like the words were already there and it was done in 20 minutes
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