Still... The days are cold, the nights are long, I miss you Still Alone in my thoughts my world seems motionless, I think of you Still You never call, I still wait, wondering, my heart needs to know if you still remember and if you still care Regret is something that is unforgiving, it will not cease to remind me of my solitude Time seems endless, each minute represents a tear I have shed. I thought that I was over you, I know that I am not No matter what I try to do I can't get over being without you You are out there with someone new, forgetting the years I shared with you when you held me in your heart Stop for a minute and listen to the wind Always remember that I love you Still... Emmett Patrick Finnegan
Reason for writing:
I woke up last night and I found myself in a space that was lonely and sad and I wrote this poem
It is nearly 2 years now since I was left alone and sometime the pain is as real and sharp as it always was
Sometimes I think I am doing well, other times, like last night I am not. Monday, Dec.09 is my birthday and I know that I will
miss being with someone. I write to help me, both as a journal and as therapy. I hope that someone else will relate to my work
and also they may realize that they are not alone. No matter what sexual orientation, or race, or colour, pain is pain and missing
someone hurts.
Thanks for reading my poem
Emmett Patrick Finnegan
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