Disquietude

Disquietude

A Poem by Brook
"

I placed my hand where you last lay, and gently drifted off that way.

"
And as i lay in bed that night
Without you by my side, 
i began to gently cry.

I cried because you weren't
there, and my mind had time to spare.
I cried because i couldn't hear you snore, 
or feel your arms around my waist whilst 
you sleepily demanded  i snuggle up more. 

I cried because my ears missed your voice, 
And my mouth missed kissing you goodnight. 
I cried because i knew there was a chance you 
won't ever lay there again, because 
all good things must come to an end.

Then as the tears dried on my face, and
i turned to see your empty place. I placed my 
hand where you last lay, and gently drifted off 
that way. 

© 2014 Brook


Author's Note

Brook
I'm back after a short break, and this is the only thing i wrote whilst i was gone haha.

Enjoy.

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This is so beautiful. Wow.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Brook

10 Years Ago

Thank you, Elliott.
...

Brook, you're amazing.

I can relate too well, if you know what I mean, though.



Posted 10 Years Ago


Brook

10 Years Ago

Thank you, Jess.
I get you, sorry that you can relate, but i'm glad you enjoyed this.
You expressed the pain of losing a close love in such a pure, raw sense. I loved it!

~Stefanie

Posted 10 Years Ago


Brook

10 Years Ago

Thanks Stef.
Heartbreaking. Brilliant work!

Posted 10 Years Ago


Brook

10 Years Ago

Thank you, Brittany.
Sad and beautiful. A great write, Brook. Keep writing! (:

Posted 10 Years Ago


Brook

10 Years Ago

Thank you, Madalyn.
Then as the tears dried on my face, and
i turned to see your empty place. I placed my
hand where you last lay, and gently drifted off
that way.

Great write and above lines were brilliant; good job my friend

Posted 10 Years Ago


Brook

10 Years Ago

Thank you, Amos.
Then as the tears dried on my face, and
i turned to see your empty place. I placed my
hand where you last lay, and gently drifted off
that way.

Ah....A sad poetry. Now there is nothing left only your memories and no one is here for sharing my woe. An Amezing thought.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Brook

10 Years Ago

Thank you, ssadd.
Amazing poem i love it keep up the great work i hope to read more

Posted 10 Years Ago


Brook

10 Years Ago

Thank you Melissa, always a pleasure to hear from you.
melissa

10 Years Ago

You're welcome
Love is a painful thing when it's gone. But you made the pain beautiful :)

Posted 10 Years Ago


Brook

10 Years Ago

Thank you.

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Brook

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