This sadness breaks like a tidal wave
I can see it coming but there is nowhere to hide…
It engulfs me and I don’t care if I do die!
The unbearable injustice of being,
The elements torment me,
With their dreams of a summer’s day,
when no summer can come,
Without you to light the way.
I torture myself with memories…
And keep to your way of doing,
just because I half-expect you will return.
We said we would never be apart,
And I said I’d be a heart beat behind you…
But its a promise I can’t keep,
Even though I want to …
With all my heart.
Unbearable choices have to be met,
Responsibilities to others
you would anticipate,
but I’m a poet!
And poet’s believe in romantic agony,
And the world without you…
is just hell!