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Nan
I feel alone and scared,
The long hallway down which i stare,
The frightened sadness,
Once your pain is gone is there gladness?

My memory of you will stay,
I will love you to my dying day,
The heart of my passion, in you, it lies,
We all miss you, sad as we cry.

Nan i love you and i will miss you.

(I dedicate this poem to my late grandmother, Enis Ramelli)
written in January 2000
its been
moments since I thought about you
in any capacity
minutes since
I remembered some portion of our story
hours since I felt anger
days since I tried to pick up my phone
weeks since I last contacted you
months since we last touched.

its been

months since you crushed me
weeks since I put on the brave face
days since I longed for you
hours since I spoke of you
minutes of starring into a blank screen
silently pleading
moments before all this is behind me again.

It’ll be

Moments of weakness
when I think about “us”
Minutes of silent cursing
while you run through my mind
Hours of rationalizing
before I let it go
Days of depression

I know

Weeks of emotions crammed into a few minutes
Months of self doubt and insanity

Soon it’ll be

years

But I’ll always have


the



tears.
Your beauty is thunder
Crashing down on my emotions
Electrifying my body
Making me feel high .
Words are hollow.
Eyes are deceiving.
Thoughts are far fetched.
Illusions are broken.
Looks mean nothing.
Expressions can be fake.
Emotions are assassins.
Senses don't work.
Heart stops beating.
Light turns into darkness.
Does this mean I am dead?

— The End —