ChristopherAddis

"The Missing Half"
          	
          	The phantom weight upon my wrist
          	
          	Where your head used to rest
          	
          	Bleach white skin where the sun never kissed
          	
          	Blocked by your body
          	
          	Slowly remembering the sun's sting
          	
          	Questions asked in the night 
          	
          	Silence is the piercing cry
          	
          	A chill creeps across my bed
          	
          	Like a snowflake melting upon my cheek 
          	
          	My hand has not regained its normal mechanics
          	
          	Clinging for fingers that no longer entwine
          	
          	How do you regain control
          	
          	When you have lost the half that made you whole.

ChristopherAddis

"The Missing Half"
          
          The phantom weight upon my wrist
          
          Where your head used to rest
          
          Bleach white skin where the sun never kissed
          
          Blocked by your body
          
          Slowly remembering the sun's sting
          
          Questions asked in the night 
          
          Silence is the piercing cry
          
          A chill creeps across my bed
          
          Like a snowflake melting upon my cheek 
          
          My hand has not regained its normal mechanics
          
          Clinging for fingers that no longer entwine
          
          How do you regain control
          
          When you have lost the half that made you whole.

ChristopherAddis