Cold and mysterious,
bungling in the dark.
No hope or faith.
Reaching out for nothing,
only memories.
Up or down,
air or dust.
Darkness or blindness,
nothingness or death?
It's not me though.
Nothing's bright,
nothing's clear.
Have I lost myself already?
Or will you take me soon,
to help me see the light?
I got used to your absence,
even though I still pretend.
I still seek your advice,
your quietness is still.
So are our hearts.
Am I choking right now?
Is it because I'm drowning,
in my pity pool of losing you?
I should remember you.
Could I open my eyes,
if I guided me, like you have?
Look for me someway,
scream for me somehow.
Search for me sometime,
or are you just nowhere?
I've cried all my tears,
I'm empty inside.
Don't know where this takes me,
on hands and knees when,
you took away the light.
I miss the sound of laughter,
I miss your sense of humor.
I miss the sparkle of the eyes,
for it's the smile on your face,
that I miss the most.
Wrong or right,
doubts or beliefs?
I reach for you,
your brightness still radiates.
You left your foot print,
you left your legacy.
With your bare hands,
you forged my foundation.
Although your breaths have gone,
you must be resting an eternity.
I will flip the switch,
and live by your example.
I'll gaze at you someway,
I'll recall you somehow.
I'll find you in me sometime,
I'll know you are everywhere.
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PoetryDear readers, We live in a vastly complicated world fabricated by humans. To me that makes things very confusing and emotional. It's a way of life, a pressure, and stress that I cannot place into my life. My personality doesn't fit within our Wester...
