Without A Trace.... Poem by Me, Myself and I

Without a trace…

How can I let you walk away?

To leave me with out a trace,

All I hold here, is your memory,

We was once so happy, you told me that to my face,

And now you’re gone...

Taken everything,

All I have left now, is this empty space,

As I stand here and watch you leave,

Dragging my heart with you as I greave,

These tears, the rivers, run down my face,

For death would be a wanton release, I’d gladly beg for,

As you rip my heart from within its cage,

And throw it to the floor,

I still remain kneeling, begging you for more,


As you were the only one that believed in me,

I hold my head in my hands, it’s far too late to see,

That you where, maybe the one for me,

You was always there when I needed you,

Your smell, your walk, your grace,

But now, I’ll never again see your f******* face,

As you close the door on me,

And leave me, without a trace….


Me myself and I