Loneliness;
An emotion I know all too well.
I feel it intensely.
Sometimes it’s too much.
I can hear my heart beating,
Breaking within the silence.
I’m missing you.
I have the memory of you etched in my mind
And upon my spirit.
I know we will never be;
And this saddens me further.
I’m missing you.
I am hopeful that we might, one day, meet again;
If only for a brief goodbye.
I’m missing you so.
Perhaps on the other side of this life,
There is an eternity in which we are together.
My spirit has been forever painted by the colors of your aura.
I’m missing you.
I can only imagine the joy and warmth your touch would bring.
I’ll live on the dream,
The hope and the wish for your love and attention.
I know while we live, I will never receive what I want,
What I need from you;
I’m still missing you.

You don’t sing to me anymore,
like you used to do.
You hardly even pay attention when I talk to you.
What happened to those days when we were all that mattered?
It was us against the world.
Now, the us has turned to you.
You don’t write me love letters,
like you used to do.
Once, that’s all you did.
Have we gone astray somewhere along our lovers path?
You don’t write me poetry that comes from the heart,
Like you used to do.
You used to pen such beautiful words.
They made me want to cry.
Now I cry;
Not for the same reasons.
You don’t hold me in your arms when we are alone in the dark,
Like you used to do.
I am afraid you don’t hold me in your heart anymore,
Like you used to do.

You ask a lot; sometimes too much.
Not really;
I give enough.
You are very demanding and abrasive;
But that’s ok;
I can be wishy- washy and irritating.
You are often neglectful,
and I am lonely.
But you come around
and I amuse myself.
Your bossy and don’t want to negotiate,
But im wimpy,
and have a thing for authority figures.
So, it seems we mesh.
Your cranky and get paranoid when I wrote poems like this;
But don’t worry;
Its not about you baby,
Its just a poem

Emptiness,
Darkness,
No peace.
Silent,
Still.
Nothingness.
No light,
No sound,
No shape,
Nothing.
No fear;
No joy.
     Somehow;
             somewhere deep within,
There is a semblance of a feeling,
A feeling that
I Am.
Then movement,
shadows,
confusion;
Fear arrives.
More awareness
of emotions and feelings.
Lights,
colors,
sounds,
touching.
Shapes  come into focus.
I begin to come into focus…
To understand that
I am.
Who I am,
Where I am.
I am coherent now.

Hushed and stale, is the isolated marsh, in the predawn hours.
Its curvaceous waterway sharply twisting through the dark moss, that weeps from the trees above.
The water is placid and foreboding.
Energy from the life forces of the creatures that dance in the light, ignite a new world of embers.
As the morning dawns, the colors become more vibrant and the curtain is pulled back to reveal,
The beauty and spectacle of the marsh.

I feel alone sometimes;
Even in the midst of all the chaos.
The hustle and bustle of the world carrying on around me.
It is so busy, yet I move so slowly.
Isolated from it all.
As if watching it from afar;
not a part of it; but apart from it.
The loneliness Leeds to sorrow and it engulfs me,
Draping me with its darkness and solidarity.
At times, I feel I can’t pull myself out of it and that it will consume me.
That’s when I ask...
“Please?” I say,
“Come sit with me, talk to me, just be with me?”
Anything” I plead.
They seldom do;
And so, I go on;
Feeling alone sometimes.

Because your precious to me,
I promise to stay by your side, not on your back.
Because your precious to me,
I will always lift you up, not drag you down.
Because your precious to me,
I promise to be your provider  and protector,
Never a burden or abuser.
Because your precious to me,
I will never hurt your person or spirit, this I swear.
We may disagree, argue or fight,
But I will always respect you and show you love and kindness.
Because your precious to me,
If you are hurt or ill, I will do my best to heal you;
Or I will stay by your side until you are healed.
If you cannot be healed, than we will be ill together; and die at each other’s side.
Because your precious to me,
I will teach you all that I know and we will learn from each other and grow old together.
Side by side, equals, partners in this life and the next; forever,
Because your precious to me.