Where you went

Loneliness, my favorite subject, well perhaps more obsession really.

The fog closes in around

Sometimes I feel so alone

I just watch my feet touch ground.

Walk the ache out of my heart

my life twists and then turns

I wanted you to be a part

and still my heart, it yearns.

I'd turn my soul out to you

I'd climb until I was spent

Anything to make it true:

where I'm going is where you went.

Dusty roads, long turnpike rides

Feeling the wind blow me 'round

This feeling I hold still hides

then jumps out to put me down.

I'm tired of just coping

though I still got my smile.

Thinking of you and hoping

We'll be one for more than awhile.

Reviews

[de_maruf]

oooo aa

[Penlady]

...now that I AM alone again for the second time... (widowed twice) some of the hours fall heavily and that is what your poem addresses...human touch is taken for granted until it is gone...then songs are written about it..

[Mark]

Isn't that the truth! :)

[Andrew N. Farrens]

I feel some utter despair in the depths of this poem. Very well written. Thank-you for sharing it......
Selah.....

[Mockingbird]

this is very sad. i like how you said 'i'm tired of just coping/though i still got my smile. it really expresses despair but still having the strength to put on a smile.

[Mark]

Thank you bird ;)

[That_Girl]

A depressing piece filled to the brim with longing. I did enjoy it but it's not your best I don't think...

[Mark]

no it's not I agree.