Wish You Were Here Pt. 2

When darkness comes,
I feel like I'm all alone.
Two weeks passed by,
you're still not here.

A picture is glued
to the back of my mind,
drawing back the memories
of you and I.

I call out to you,
silence is my return,
I forgot,
you’re not here anymore.

I run to my room,
throw my body on the floor,
I kick and scream,
wishing you were here.

My tears continue,
to plummet down my face,
as I lay there,
holding our picture

I attempt to move
but I sit in a stare
I can't get up
I wish you were here

10-14-03 Ashley Lauer

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