took my pen and started to write
words in my mind began to fight
opened my eyes and looked all around
a few I couldn't, a few things I found
I found the table and my old couch
the curtains, the wallpaper, my medicine pouch
the T.V. turned silent and my cell-phone without your name
broken hearts, tormented souls and one selfish game
I found the roads and the lovely woods
my loneliness and my swinging moods
your memories, your illusions, just not you
I miss you so, for god's sake..where are you? ? ? ?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is an amazing poem extremely creative and unique in starting off the poem instead of a rant about how much you miss the person it was an amazing write: 10+