I wake up in the morning And right away feel blue. An empty feeling deep inside Says, Today, I won't see you. Methodically I pleed along, Doing things I have to do. And each chore is more monotonous Because I don't have you. Oh, how much time is left? Each hour seems like two. The emptiness grows and grows, I'll never see it through. Right now I feel like holding you And never letting go. I know that's quite impossible But, oh, I miss you so. Please hurry back and warm my heart This lonliness won't do. And never go away again, Unless I can go too.Birth sign: Not entered
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