Poetry - Gone
Burning, aching, and longing just to touch you. You are buried so deep inside me that I can’t dig you out. Every time I close my eyes I see your eyes, hear your voice, smell your skin, taste your lips, and feel you in every inch of me, consuming me whole. But … you’re gone, totally out of reach. Distant. Distant from me and the world. But I want you, god I need you. You laugh and I live. You cry and I die. Wanting to hold you but I can’t. Why? You went away. Why? Because I sent you away. Why? I had to, and damn it, I needed to. Regrets? Oh god, so many I cant breathe. So much pain, it can’t be forgotten. Should it? Maybe you need the pain to live. Forgiveness … impossible to give. Deserved? Hell no, causing pain and suffering can never deserve forgiveness. I loved you but I made you go, had to make you go. That day I died and damn it, I cried until my heart … my soul shattered and bled. Wanted to ...