silent pages, sleeping canvas

i woke up today

without you beside me

i laid in bed for hours

another day just I and not we


i pulled my bear tight

and tried to stay warm

i glance out the window

of course it’s a storm


i want to get up

take a walk, get off my phone

but it’s hard to just function

here all on my own


when I finally get up

i think I should drink some water

but it’s hard to ever care

it’s hard to even shower


so I move to the couch

another place to rot

i grind up some flower

it’s pretty much all I got


i stare at the ceiling

and watch the shadows move through

times moves slowly

it’s nothing like when I was with you


the room turns to dark

i work through the night

to get anything done

feels like a fight


when four am finally draws near

i drag myself to bed

i look to your pillow

a some tears I do shed


close my eyes and see you there

i try to feel your embrace

breathe in your scent

anything to get away from this place


i’ll drift off to sleep eventually

away to somewhere else

a a little fairy garden perhaps

a place away from just snaps


in the depths of my slumber

my brain starts to wander

a vision starts forming

and without any warning

you’re presence I find

away safe in my mind

a whisper of new days

i see you there making our way


you’ll be shaping our haven

full of pages and arts outline

i’ll weave the tales

you’ll sketch the design


as mid morning sun casts its glow

cold and all curled

i dreams of our world

i linger in my brain

helplessly hoping reality has unfurled


but of course I awake

to a world where time is slow

each moment without you

if only you could know


i suppose you would

if I sent you this poem

but that just feels kind of sad

and you’d know how I was lonesome


so yeah


that is my life without you

some days it’s not as bad

buts it’s never as good

as what we have

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