With Nothing

i was just writing

I have been awake for way to long,

With nothing to show for my lack there of.

I am focused on a craving for my lover's song,

With nothing but passion to fill thee love.

 

I was known for my dark, internal hate,

With nothing more than anger to break the silence.

I feel passion, anger, and overwhelming emotion. I wait,

With everything but my lovers breath to make my silence.

 

I will be empty for my lifeless, souless words I speak,

With nothing stuck in my heart but an emotion to simple.

I have given you my love and made me weak,

With nothing but love to show that I am truthful.

Author's Note

It was a note for my love, Robert. sometimes i just really wish people could see how much someone could love in more than just an emotion. Now i guess i put that emotion in my words and on a piece of paper for the world to see.

Reviews

[An owl on the moon]

What richly woven words... singing forth the light that comes with love.. all that is good to pour into the sadness and emptiness that can thrive in a heart. Powerful.

This is a very expressive piece, I can feel that battle between those two very strong emotions. Well done.