No One Is HomeA Poem by Teddybearlee
Still, I get the feeling, I'm all alone here
Wishing to God and falling stars, praying to lose this tear Four leaf clovers and Santa can't give me what I feel I need I try all the superstitions, and I really want to believe What's a man to do when his mind and heart know what is best There are no other open doors, any other options he detests When he's poured his soul and faith in to a love he knows is true Baby come home, please come home, it's only you I can't count how many drops, fill this endless weeping sea Or how I thought God had helped, and finally blessed me It's not like I wasn't grateful, and thankful for this gift And no part of my life line, thought that you would drift There is no shoulder that can provide the comfort of you being gone I can't even fathom where the muscles come from to be strong At the end of every day, I do believe, I did nothing wrong And every second counts, when you've been gone, far too long My mind is sore from talking too, any presence that apparently can't acquiesce They all seem so content, to leave me in this hell of a mess The only one I want to lean on, is the one that put me here Chained up next to a whirlpool, a life stuck in a grinding gear © 2016 TeddybearleeReviews
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1 Review Added on June 30, 2016 Last Updated on June 30, 2016 AuthorTeddybearleeWeirton, WVAboutIn July 2015, my wife left me, up until that point, we had a beautiful and wonderful marriage and relationship. We had a beautiful daughter. Our relationship was healthy and happy, then one day, she.. more..Writing
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