Hollow

Empty heart
Restless, impatient,
Tossing
Turning
In deepest nights
Full of thoughts
Dreams
Fantasies
Of you coming
Home.

In the darkest
Moment of burning
Tears
I lie awakened
By
Silence.

I listen for your
Voice
For your whisper
Of my name
Telling me to
Make
Love
To … you.

But only the walls
Speak in words
I do not want
To hear –
Here is where
You are
Not –

Left here to dream
To wonder
To remember
To illusion –
What I am not
What you are
Where you are
While I lie here

Awakened by
Wanting
To hold you close.

This empty bed
Empty
Heart
Full of the hollow
Guilty
Broken feelings
You left
Behind

While you sleep
And dream
I cry and hope
That you awaken
To the shadow
Of my soul

Holding yours.

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About this blog

Well, I've decided to start blogging my poetry. I don't think the blog on My Space really fits my writing well - and I figure this way, I'll be much more on top of things.

I've been writing since I was 8 years old. I've taken many creative writing classes - but my biggest inspiration comes from real life events, real life people - each thing you read hits home emotionally for me. I only write descriptions of how I feel or have felt - I don't necessarily imagine what it might feel like - because then I don't feel I'd be truthful with my poetry.

Enjoy - and please always leave comments. I love them.