Tuesday, September 23, 2003

Heart Hole

When I wake up crying
For the way things
should be
I feel it

When I spend my time
staring at pixels
of a far away life
I feel it

When my hand swings
lonely by my side
as a walk
I feel it

When time freezes in place
A place where no one
should be
I feel it

When I lose track
of everything but the
number of days
I feel it

I feel it so deep
I feel it at the center of my everything
I feel it in the silence
In the static
In the echo
I feel it

She's missing
And she's taken me with her

1 comment:

Beautiful said...

I just reread all your sweet poems... I'm such a lucky girl to have such an amazing and loving poet for a husband.. I love you..