Losing You
I wake up this morning
and what did I find
a cold lonely bed
with empty bottles of wine
cold water on my face
but still my head is groggy
I,m trying to think clear
but my minds so foggy
I know i am losing my mind
that much I know is true
but the part that's killing me
is losing you
wasn't it just last night
we talk on the telephone
before you got on the plane
I beg you to come back home
but you had your ticket
and you didn't care
you left me here broken
as your plane take off in the air
you said I will be okay
that you know I'm strong
but if you can see me now
you will know you were wrong
you know I love cooking
and writing poems for you
and you know when you leave
i don't know what to do
I know its only one week
but it seems like years
I try my best to fight it
but cant win against my tears
you left me like a dinner table
without any sitting chairs
you left me to cry a river
that's flowing to nowhere
I don't know why I love you
love is something cant be explain
but all I know is since you left me
I have no desire to live again
I know I am losing a grip on life
its slowly sliding out the door
but he part that's really killing me
is that you don't care for me no more
seems like just last night
but it so long ago
god created women
so men wont be lonely no more
I guess it wasn't for me
or no one told you so
cause if they did
you wont have left me and go
I know i am losing my mind
that much I know is true
but the part that's killing me
is losing you
Copyright © Kasim Ishmael | Year Posted 2014
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