Linda Walden Poet Romanticism

Painfully Awake

I put it all down on  paper,
Letting it all out...
Get all of it outta my head.
All I wanna do is shout.
When my minds open
My eyes awake, It's my
Poor ole heart these terrible
Thoughts tend to break.
Wherever my eyes look
Whatever they are forced to see,
It's always the same sight
I so painfully do see...
Someone's laying next to you
Wrapped up in your arms...
And it isn't me.

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Michael Byte January 24, 2014 at 5:40 AM Such a sad writing Linda. I know the pain you have and this is a great way to release the emotions inside and pain. Someday someone will be there for you to embrace in mornings and to give you love. Your soup friend Michael