when i sit by my selfwith my soul for my company
and silence spreads in me
soaking my passions wet
and my limbs grow numb
holding out for a far touch
with shadow seeping through my eyes
into my heart making me wonder
whether i did it right
when i told no when i meant yes
some part of me dying
waiting for something never to come
and my self jeers at me
making me doubt what i never doubted
i just cant bear it all
want to take the pain
sink in it to my last breath
and as i sit
alone
i cant help it
i miss you...
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