I miss you. <br /> <br />Such a simple phrase and yet so profound <br />that at times it strangles me while I dream <br />about times gone by, of joy now lost <br />and the face that meant the world to me <br /> <br />Days sweep past me like the wind <br />teasing me as it goes along through my soul <br />reminding me of what I did, what I said <br />and how because of it you went away <br /> <br />I've lived on the shores of sanity for so long now <br />while at the same time felt the waters of madness <br />That I can't even remember what it was like to be normal <br />to be safe from destruction <br />to be free... <br /> <br />Could you ever forgive me for the sins I committed <br />for the day I confessed I cared too much? <br />Is there any way you can accept me into your world again <br />so that I won't meet the blackened end that waits for me? <br /> <br />Tell me I'm worth caring about <br />that this crippling sadness isn't my fate <br />Please convince me that this was just a nightmare <br />and that the truth is you never really left... <br /> <br />I miss you. <br /> <br />Such a simple phrase and yet so poisonously toxic <br />that my tears can't stop falling <br />and I can't stop thinking <br />about the one who I treasured above all others <br />that now is nothing more than a memory.<br /><br />Deana Rode<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/2006-words-of-a-saddened-conciousness/
