I sit here

without her

I am empty-

carved bare

like bone on bone-

scraped

flesh-less

raw

stripped

Life has taken too much

Yearning for her

is like hunger-

hollowing me

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  1. 1996
    It was December 1998, I was doing my usual hop around the country.
    I ended up in Las Vegas of all places,, the Christmas lights, the tree , the music etc..
    It was too much to bear, I was in a huge mall at the time contemplating the day in 1996 and as tears began to well up inside of me I couldn’t help but to notice the Santa sitting in his chair, I didn’t really think much of it at the time, expecting to see screaming children all around, I was surprised he was just sitting there all by himself, no children, no one, this kinda surprised me actually, and as I slowly approached, mainly outta amusement more than anything he blurted out with a bellow. What do you want for Christmas he asked? As I approached I thought to myself oh what the heck no One is looking, fortunately and as I sat on his lap embarrassed as all get out, I simply said I want her back, as tears came streaming down my face. He smiled and said you already have her, in your heart, in your memories you will always have her.

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