I SIT

by skyfox   Nov 26, 2006


Here I sit and another whole year has gone.
The pain still tears my heart to pieces
Every single day the agony of your loss is crushing
I am lonely
I love you
I need you now as I needed you then
The days still pass but my world has ceased to exist

Here I sit and nothing changes my mind still mourns
The pain still slashes my very soul
Each passing day the torture is relentless
I am forlorn
I crave you
I need you now as I needed you then
The days are full but my world is barren

Here I sit and I am older with each new dawn
The pain the crushing unyielding pain
Daily torments the very fabric of me
I am floundering
I hunger after you
I need you now as I needed you then
The days come and go but my world is in chaos

Here I sit longing for solace deep within my shattered soul
Waiting to feel whole again
Can it be that there is still hope for me?
I am expectant
I yearn for it
Will there ever come a day when I don’t need you as I needed you then?
How many days must roll on by for me to breathe?

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  • 16 years ago

    by Tom Swart

    Your poets heart unfurls itself willingly and lends its words to us to float and drift among our own words. Good work, I enjoyed your poem and look forward to more.

  • 17 years ago

    by ben thompson

    Very good painful write. i have endured much pain through loss and can relate 5/5

  • 17 years ago

    by [[Get Ya Wicked On]]

    I'm extremely sorry about your losses && while I can't say I know how you feel I can tell you that I know part of it. I've lost many in these past two months. However, this was a great poem. 5/5

    -T. Jane

  • 17 years ago

    by charlene

    Hi thanks for comenting. my poems about two school friends of mine who were killed by a drink driver. ur poems are lovely and well written i am too sory for ur loss. thanks again

  • 17 years ago

    by SomeonesAngel

    Beautiful...if i could give more than a 5 i certainly would. Keep it up, and thankyou kindly for your comment on my own poem. -x-