I cry myself to sleep,
As I notice your shadow on the wall.
I dry my eyes and sit up,
Staring at the phone, waiting for your call.
When it finally rings,
I grab the phone with hope in my heart.
Hoping that it is you,
Asking me for a brand new start.
Instead it's just a friend,
Calling to tell me what is true.
You were seen with someone else,
Now, what am I without you?
Looking back to the past,
I used to know exactly who I was.
Now, what am I without you?
When all has changed much to fast.
Now, there's no hope to be found,
As I try searching for myself.
I just have to make a brand new start,
Or else I'll always sit on the shelve.
Should I just try to stay true?
Although we are not together like glue.
Will I forever feel so blue?
Yes, what am I without you?
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Emotional Amnesia
PoetrySometimes when I say "I'm okay", I want someone to look me in the eyes, hug me tight and say, "I know you're not". I have felt like this many times in my life; as a kid, teenager and as an adult. I have seen many things in my life and felt even more...
