Saturday, 28 March 2009

Gone

You loved me
I loved you
Nothing could keep
us apart
Or so we thought
Now you’re gone
Dead and buried
I visit you
Though you don’t
know it
And my life is empty
Without you
You, who was there
to comfort me,
Help me
Pick up the pieces
of
my shattered life
Those same pieces
now scattered
Cutting my feet
when I try to move
on
Cutting my hands
when I try to pick them
up

Happiness is a
distant memory
Joy has forgotten I
exist
Because you are
gone
And I am broken

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