John Doe

(1970-06-05 / Johannesburg)

Next to me


In my bed
Right next to me
I have an empty space
A cold place

I never move over
It’s a big hole
Cold and scary
Where is the warm body

In my heart
In my chest
I have an empty space
A cold space

I never fill it
A big hole of loneliness
Scary and alone
Where is the warmth

In my bed
I have a place
For someone
To fill with warmth and love

Sometimes I roll over
Into the cold emptiness
Then roll back to safety
My safe warm place

Sometimes I have someone
to fill my heart
But no I pull away
To my safe lonely place

In my heart
I have a hole
So big and empty
Can someone fill it

It’s cavernous
Is there anybody that can
Fill it with love
my cold and lonely place…..

So I dream of that day
A warm body in my bed
A warm soul in my heart
And me being happy again

Submitted: Thursday, November 15, 2007
Edited: Monday, April 25, 2011
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  • Linda Weischedel (11/15/2007 9:20:00 AM)

    AWESOME POEM!
    Outstanding write,
    and I understood what you expressed completely!
    Good job!
    Always,
    Linda (Report) Reply

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