Gone Poem by Steve 'easy' Whitacre

This most heart stopping daze, can't be real,
Desperately looking for her, this emptiness,
Nothing left but pain, world morpheme loss,
I reach out to hold, finding only destitute air,
How can this be truth, I must have you close,
Where are you love, without you I am so lost,
I sit with tears flowing, empty void in my bed,
I pray this nightmare be over, silence returned,
Screaming out for you, only echoing emptiness,

easy...