Hopeless helpless chained to the clock
Watching the minutes pass,
Minutes turn to hours turn to days
Pain going insane leaving me in shock,
I’d no idea how heavy absence weighs,

writing your name with my own hands
in the 'Absent' column on the blackboard
chalk and tears; unpredictable fears
you're still not here.

Your voice is the roundtable
I choose to sit in.
Eating loafs of bread,
Warm and hot.
Your breath is a heartbeat
Echoing mine,
Without a single sound.
Don't leave me,
The trees whisper.
They need you, also.
Don't leave me,
They whisper.
I am absent
Without you.

dear stranger
why?
why did you have to go away?
it’s too soon
i thought i had more time
and now all i have is memories to keep me warm in the cold rain
you protected me
and know without your shield i am on my knees
i am overcome with grief
and i need you now more than ever
there are still memories to be made
good times to be had
and yet they don’t feel the same
without you
and maybe once the sun comes out
i’ll see you again
i’ll hold onto you
and i’ll never let go
but until then i will be haunted by you
i can feel the weight of your absence every time i know exactly what you would say
every time i write, sing, act, strum my ukulele, or even speak
i feel your ghost
your loss lays heavy on me like your arm around my shoulders
i guess all i can say is
i miss you like hell burns

Nothing hurts me more deeply,
then your
physical silence
and
indifferent
absence
so dead calm
not knowing
if you're living
or colder
in your grave

Speak to me
darling
I love you so.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
By: Karijinbba
All rights reserved

You’re not the only one,
A broken record playing those few words,
My thoughts dragging in circles, overrun.

All the late nights,
Watching all the flashing lights,
Nights filled with lust turned to rage.

Thinking of you,
Back when we felt the same,
Before you started disappearing.

Guess what, she rang today,
Boasting about your new family,
You don’t even know about the one you left behind.

A brand new life,
Torn to pieces by your inability to sit still,
You cut yourself out like a serrated knife.

My little sunflower,
With all the faith of Peter Pan,
Your absence won’t ever drown her.