Wilting Away

Wilting away 

Eyes closed, 
Body strewn across the bed,  
Covers every where but on, 
As I whine, images of you float through my head.  

Finally I awake, 
But only to the same dreary nightmare, 
Your still not here with me, 
But should I care? 

Years of waiting, 
Months of wanting, 
Weeks of loneliness, 
Days of hunting.  

Hours of needing, 
Minutes have passed, 
I count the seconds,  
Oh, how slow I am compared to life, so fast.  

I call myself a flower, 
Just wilting away, 
Slowly, so slowly, 
Meant to disappear someday.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Razak Avatar
August 30, 2017 at 11:05 AM
This is so touching and sad.. this poem speaks volumes of me .. you write it so well .. thanks for sharing :-)
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