Evening Desolation
It is almost two in the morning;
Sleep hasn't come to me;
My head is full of thoughts of you;
That I can't seem to let go;
I wish that you were here;
My deep sadness lingers on;
Your memory is very clear;
You have been gone awhile;
I can hear your voice;
Whispered in a waking dream;
I wish that I could hold your hand;
Please try and help me understand;
The reason why you had to leave;
Some days I am alright;
But evening falls so hard;
I can barely catch my breath;
Caught again in my pouring rain;
I try running to higher ground;
Yet sometimes I still drown;
I can feel the crushing weight;
That you have put upon my heart;
You took a part of me when you left;
Desolation has taken my evenings;
And emptiness is all that remains;
An empty shell I have become
Sleep hasn't come to me;
My head is full of thoughts of you;
That I can't seem to let go;
I wish that you were here;
My deep sadness lingers on;
Your memory is very clear;
You have been gone awhile;
I can hear your voice;
Whispered in a waking dream;
I wish that I could hold your hand;
Please try and help me understand;
The reason why you had to leave;
Some days I am alright;
But evening falls so hard;
I can barely catch my breath;
Caught again in my pouring rain;
I try running to higher ground;
Yet sometimes I still drown;
I can feel the crushing weight;
That you have put upon my heart;
You took a part of me when you left;
Desolation has taken my evenings;
And emptiness is all that remains;
An empty shell I have become
Published by Lisa R. Strong
I was born and raised in Binghamton NY. I have been writing short stories since I was eight years old, and poetry since I was a teenager. I also write prayers, meditations, and opinion articles. My dre... View profile
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Post a Comment"But evening falls so hard; I can barely catch my breath;" Tremendous flow and impact here. Wonderful job. Sensitive and yet so overpowering the reader cannot but feel the full weight of emotions.
It is true that it is hard to stay out of the rain when your own eyes are the source. Original concept for evening, when grief does fall most hard: "I can hardly catch my breath." Excellent poetic concept.
Wow!! This one isn't deep; it's PENETRATING!!!! Now "hollow shell" could ever create an emotional work such as this!
An empty shell you could never be, with a heart as pure as the mountain breeze, so please dont be sad, turn that frown upside down. Have a beautiful goodnight, awake in the morning, with the sun in your eyes, and please never ever tell yourself lyes. You're a beautiful person loved by so many, we all love your poetry ........... hey what happened there ......lol.Good Job Miss Lisa. ken