Members Amylynn920 Posted June 22, 2008 Members Report Share Posted June 22, 2008 From July 2005DisjoinedShe sits and looks out into the night,ten thousand stars throwing back light.Yet darkness is everywhere.For he is not there.Days are no better, her eyes start to tear.Without him, what's the use.He's just not there.His absence is a solid thing.And she curses the night for the lonelinessit brings.She lives in anguish, surrounded by fear.Alone in the dark.He is not there.Her heart, her very existance, all that is.Nothing matters.For he is not there.Futile gestures, turning around, shewatches her tears spill on the ground.Hands into fists and words on her lips,whispered to no one, lost in an abyss.For he is not there.He should be here, or she should be there.Anywhere but nowhere.They should be laying, skin next to skin.Breathing, loving, but instead she holds herselfand cries silently within.For he is not there.She looks at the bed, and shakes her head.This is not how it should be.Why is he not there sleeping with me?A place for our love so empty and cold.He should be there, she should have him to hold.Tears, for he is not there.Futility, sadness, anger, despair.What more can she take,how much can she bear?What's the use in it allhe is simply not there.She is here.And somewhere, somewherehe is there. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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