Longing
Misery loves me, I feed it everyday.
Some days it’s envy or maybe tomorrow it’s anger.
It keeps me company whether I asked it or not.
I aimlessly walk through my shadow of the days.
Not remembering how this came to be?
I long for days when you kissed me and my wishes walked to the sun.
Waiting for the night to granted me dreams to hope.
Instead misery becomes me, like a death I waste.
Why did our love go from good to bad?
Every tear made a wish disappear .
Now no nights or days feel sane.
I am alone , I want to curl up in a tight ball and not breathe.
I felt each moment slip away , not making a sound to pull myself back to you.
I can not let you go.
I am still here for you to command.
How do I drag myself out of this winter storm.
I long to hear you voice.
Every day I wake up and miss you.
My life is a shambles of regrets as I wait for you to come back.
I look out the same window everyday waiting for you to turn the corner , back to my heart.
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