He Is On My Mind Poem by Christina Simmons

I find the nostalgia unbearable
Sweet and hurtful remembering how we were
what we meant to each other
Living apart is killing me; there's so much pain
Both the mental kind the physical too

So many discomforts; tongue, jaw and eye
Hard to swallow it's so shallow but still I must
Take a stand, making the most of what I've got
I'm dying a slow death - nice and quickly

Without him at my side? I'm nothing! Lonely old soul
His touch I yearn day and night; try to visualised
his face with a smile on his lips whilst looking at me
Encouraging me to carry on, have patience taking it slowly

One day soon we'll be united again; my mind
is here in person, yet so far away at a distance
I'm travelling transforming changing shape
Getting new ideas making me alert; gather my thoughts
Be realistic it's an urgency a hunger to be needed

Dizzy spinning around shutting my eyes, holding on to them
hoping to see him before me; when he's present I have hope
come alive, can cope and conquer anything; without him

weak trembling to the ground, stagnant unable to move on
Cause with him went my most precious jewels

Calling me! Come to me! Can't reach out! Doors are closed behind me
Stay away I must! So very heartbroken.














3/8/14