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Aug 2013
I wish the words would come to me
as easily as they used to,
but I fear that I need some kind of
dissatisfaction
to expel the words in my mind correctly
so how do I express
what I truly hold dear to me?
In the cold night with these blankets wrapped around me,
I hold your memory closer
and pray for you to come home
because that word is the strongest expletive I can think of
and it took you from me.
I'm defenseless,
restless,
and I don't know how to protect you from so far away.
Written by
Anonymous  Memphis
(Memphis)   
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