Why?

28 Aug 2009

·Vagabond

Why? The darkness closes in. The weight settles. The wind screams in agony. It echos my heart. You will not reurn. I know this, You cannot return. Yet I wait. In the stillness of night Pain rages like a hurricane, Tearing my soul in two. I cannot be healed. I sit by the door Listening for the sound Of your key in the lock, Jumping with hope at every sound. I cry. I scream with indignant sorrow. The injustice, the cruelty You are gone. Yet in the shadows I weep, Hope without reason. I know you will never Be here with me again. How could you go? How could you leave me here, At a time I needed you most? Yet you cannot answer. I realize it's done. All we had is dust, Blown away by the winds of the past. Insignificant to all...except me. I sleep restlessly, if at all, And dream of your touch. Your voice echos in the bedroom. I hear you again! I wake, laughing with joy, And jump up to hold you, And never let you go. But you are gone. I glimpse you standing in the doorway, As you have a thousand times before And I turn to you... And you're gone. Every time I hear you And every time I dream of you I wake, rapture flooding my soul... Only to lose you again. And here I stand, The storm beating, crashing My tears unseen in the pouring rain, As I stare at your name. I cannot understand. How will I go on? And the question, unanswered, Will always remain. Why?

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Vagabond

Not much to tell, but I am me...purely, unapologetically me. I value honesty and reality in people, and have no time for followers or pretenders. Each person is unique and valuable in their own way, and to minimize that by attempting to be someone...

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