Feelings

Feelings

Lots of family and friends around
but still i am alone
I've got my dogs
for the rest nobody's at home

Sometimes it's so queit
you can hear a needle drop
I just hate this queit house
but can't just give up

The house will be noise again
know this to be true
Eventhough we fight sometimes
i just couldn't live without you

They just have to hurray up
and send you to me, back home
So we can talk every night again
then i ain't sad and alone

Hurray back to me!
I miss you so damn much!

© Pam Do. 22 Juni 2006
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Wrote this poem when my mom was lying in a clinic where she had to be fitted a breathingmask.