So Lost And Lonely Without You Poem by Melissia Ann Senter

Sometimes I wake up thinking it was all just a dream
and you are still here with me.
Often... too many times, reality smacks me in the face
and I am fighting a losing race.

Lost, because I have no one to run to
when I need just to talk or let off some steam;
only wanting you here with me,
I miss you like crazy;
you were my rock, my hero.
Sometimes I think I hear your sweet voice,
telling me things will be ok,
thinking I wish I could have had more time with you,
but am I being selfish.

Angry with myself because I could have done more for you
while you were here;
never doing many things we used to do,
nor going many places we had gone...because it hurts.
Does this mean I am being foolish?
Am I really so selfish to not want to go there?

Loving you more than you will ever know,
missing you like the sun would miss the sky;
arms outstretched to give you a hug
but all I find is thin air... so lost here with out you.
Night after night I cry myself to sleep
because I miss you so much,
feels like I'm dying inside.
Even though I know I will see you again someday,
I still want you down here with me.
Lovely was your beautiful smile,
your beautiful bright blue eyes...I see them no more.
I yearn to hear your sweet voice call my name;
saying, 'Melissia Ann, what did you do now? '

Wishing I had been a better daughter
and done a lot more for you than I did.
Images of the days gone by
that we used to ride in your little red sports car
with the top rolled down and our hair blowing in the wind.
Wow what fun we did have!
I loved those times together.
I hope you knew just how much I loved you;
you were my life in many ways, and my rock.
When life hit me like a ton of bricks,
it was only you could I go to
because only you could understand.
You gave me unconditional love,
no matter what I did, be it right or wrong;
you were my hero.
Today I sit here thinking of you,
wanting to be able to tell you how much I love you.

I yearn for the chance to just kiss your sweet cheek
and hug you around the neck;
only to find I can't because you are gone now.
Am I selfish for wanting you here with me?
It seems so unfair that you are gone
but I know you suffer no more from your pain,
and memories of Dad beating you.
I am assured you are in the arms of our Lord and Savior
and hopefully I will see you again someday.
I love you, my dear sweet Mother.
May God rest your soul.



By MELISSIA ANN SENTER