Heartache... <br />I hear you rapping on the door to my soul. <br />You show up like an old friend. <br />You bring my heart the same old news - <br />that I am not loved. <br />You have come to stay for a while and I can <br />not decline your visit. <br />You know the rooms in the house of my soul <br />and you go straight to your bed. <br />I've missed you and have not waited for your return. <br />As always you are not a welcome visitor <br />but you know where you belong.<br /><br />Christopher Cofield<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/untitled-86/
