Lying in silence beside me, <br />waves of numbing chill press. <br />A stare into nothingness, <br />leaving behind past moments of life. <br /> <br />Wishing I could hold such empty heart, <br />weary of all your essence. <br />Damaged with nobody to trust, <br />frozen from the lack of my interest. <br /> <br />Floating on a sea of misery, <br />a drowning pool gray and cold. <br />Cooling your alabaster skin, <br />pretending not to feel or care. <br /> <br />I touch rosy lips with my imagination, <br />blaming you silently for this eternal rift. <br />Caress each angelic strand of hair, <br />wishing the nightmare would end. <br /> <br />With such mental morphine you hold, <br />a silent witness of all I am. <br />Sedated beyond my sight, and touch, <br />deadened to my words of regret. <br /> <br />I can only sit holding your frail hand, <br />whispering you soothing lullabies. <br />Praying one day you’ll awake, <br />and forgive the bad man, me.<br /><br />Gary Scott Gebert<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sedated/
