A poem I wrote forever ago.
Without you
the world holds no meaning;
no joy
but no sorrow.
The sun would shine
but it will be dull
in the shadowy light
of your departure
from my world of woe.
The sky will be black
with the tears of the fallen
of the loved,
and the left behind.
Without you
my world is over.
Without your face, your eyes,
your bittersweet voice
that sings in my dreams
and tears me apart.
I am nothing but a shell,
held together
by your burning existence
and without you
I have nothing.
I am nothing.
Without you.
What do you think?
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