Are you there?

Do you miss me like I miss you
Do you dream of me like I dream of you
Do you still love me, do you still hold my heart
Do you wake up in the middle of the night
Wondering, hoping, dreading
Where I am what I’m doing, what I’m not doing
When you look at the sky, when you go out
When you watch TV, when you read a book
Am I there just past your conscious thought
Do I exist anywhere for you?

Tired

I have no focus no drive no way in which to survive
I’ve given up stopped looking and hoping
You look at me with all of that happiness
All of that self-fulfilled tranquility inspite of the circumstance
I just can’t get there, can’t be content
I feel as if I’ve already overspent
My whole heart, my whole life
My soul and I’m tired of all of this strife
This conflict within
The battle the torture
That makes me hold back
Instead of jumping head first……..
right in

You were the first person to get it and the first person to forget it

Raw

You here makes me feel so much more alone
All it does is point out the emptiness that I tread in
You think that you’ve done a good thing that you’re keeping me company
However all that you’re doing is pointing out what I’m missing

My heart is so empty and there will never be someone big enough to fill it
Your part time presence doesn’t even come close to cutting it
And your words are starting to sound like stale milk
I am so thoroughly sick of this reality.
I wish someone could just rescue me.