431 Here [22 November 2001]

nights are so hard to fall asleep to
loneliness is like insomnia
sleep a desire but forbidden it seems
my heart feels a lurch
every time I see my empty bed
the silence in my home
unbearable at times
echoes of your voice
wake me from my restless dreams
sure you were with me
but finding no one
only the sound of my own breathing
do I hear
at times
the tears fall without end
the pain of being alone too much
the sobs possessing my entire body
as every thought is consumed
by that which I do not have
every night
when I close my eyes
and every morning
when I open them
three words cling to my lips
seeking you
wherever you might be
“Where are you?”
crying for you to come
to be with me
to find me
to ease
this tortured, lonely heart of mine

© Johanna Fugitt 2017

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