The Question

The Question

A Poem by Marie Owens

Loneliness is something I could not fathom,
Of the heart, of the mind.
You are one and I need to give a ransom,
To bring you back to me.

The time has been short, but I miss you-
I cannot imagine this forever.
I don't know how much longer, and Blue
Is what I am missing.

Can I do this again, and for how much longer?
This hurts so much.
I hate this loneliness, sadness and anger
At your decision to do this.

These are emotions I hate that I feel,
And I feel empty inside.
I wish we could strike a deal
Where we'd both be happy.

I don't want you to do this,
But I can't ask you to give it up.
When you're gone, it is you I miss
But I want you to be happy.

I know our life will be wonderful,
But right now I feel empty.
Right now I feel so pitiful
That I can't express this to you.

© 2013 Marie Owens


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Marie Owens
Marie Owens

San Diego, CA



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