Just another night
shifting into day.
Each second drags
into minutes while
I stare at the clock
as each minute stretches
into another hour
that you are gone.
I try to be as I was,
but I often sit and stare.
The pain is too distracting
and the hole avoids being filled.
I won’t ask why
it won’t help.
There is no why
that I would accept.
Day blends into night
into another day.
Uncountable
since you’ve gone.
I watch the sunset.
Waiting for sunrise.
Author notes
Mylee
A contest entry
- I'm alone......are you? by movedon.
700 points, ended November 25, 2008, 103 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Thanks for reading the rules..on this one and the other poem you entered. I forgot to say thanks in my previous comment on your previous poem. I loved the last stanza. It has such depth. And that is how I spent today....you know my situation and you know me probably better and longer than anyone on this site. This really was what I was looking for in my contest, and again, thank you so much for entering.
ing alone,
Mylee -
A lover moving on or a close one lost in death... either way, this poem is fitting for a wide variety of possiblities. Very nicely written.
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Thanks! It seems that the healing process takes Forevvvvveeeerr to get started.
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