My chest is a empty space
With a care worn shell
Inside my heart
Is a living hell
Sadness and loss rip at my insides whenever I'm feeling my worst.
One or twice I have wanted to feel the heat of a blade to quench my hearts thirst.
I write and I write
Try to get it out of my system
But no one knows how much I miss this person I don't know.
The person who's very face would make my heart glow.
I dream of him at night
And think of him in the day
That special someone waiting for me,that I wish to meet soon if I may.
So don't ask me whats wrong..
I could answer any day.
My heart is an empty space
Longing for love's beautiful trace
To deck it out in gold brocade and dust off the rust and rid it of decay.
So that I may have a reason to smile each day.
Β©Kathryn Imes 2/4/13
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