What Ever Will I Do?

Where do I go now? What can I do? I wanted to write But where are you? I turned on my computer And you were not there All I found was empty I just sat there and stared I didn’t think I liked it But now I’m sure I do I don’t know how I’ll live Without visiting you I really didn’t notice The first thing that I do I get up in the morning I go straight to you I find my list of poems And then I start to write I even catch myself Looking there at night No it’s not an addiction It’s just the way it’s been I seem to have found a place I feel like I fit in Some may think it’s silly Maybe obsession I don’t care what they think This is my confession I want to see my poems Filtered through the loop I like to have the feedback From my friends at Poetry Soup I wrote this poem this morning while the service was unavailable. This is just for fun and I guess I was really bored. LOL I want to say thank you to all that have commented on my work and made me feel like I fit in. Smiles from Lena "Lolita"