Alone
I catch myself smiling, when I realize it’s all a dream…
A tear wells in my eye, and then the tear turns to a stream…
I sleep a lot because where I sleep you are still real…
It’s something to hold on to… Something no one can steal…
I find myself talking to your ghost in the brisk, winter night…
I run frantically from my lies… I run until I’m out of sight…
I’m a hollow, empty shell; aimless and alone...
I beg for forgiveness, things to which I can't atone…
I know I'm on my own now and there's nothing I can do...
Just remember I was once here, and that I'll always love you...
Copyright © Darrell Hoover | Year Posted 2015
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