Without You

Without You
by Latina
12-Mar-2012
 

Like the moth to the flame

Your affection drew me near

Only to be scorched by you

Time and time again

The wounds getting deeper

Why can't I, simply walk away?!

It hurts too much to stay

Yet, when I walk away

My body becomes so numb

You are like the air that I breathe

So difficult to breathe without you

So painful, as I gasp for enough air

Slowly, life begins to drain from me

Nothing matters to me now

No joy, no laughter, no light within

Just a hollow shell remains

Of what used to be........as one

 

 

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yolanda,

 

Thank you very much for your kinds words. :o)

 

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Thank you!


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Nice Poem

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Nice Poem  


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Hi Natalia,

      Very passionate poem! Thank you for sharing! I think poets and poetesses are very romantic and sentimental people! That is why they can come up with powerful and emotive poems!

Welcome back!


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Natalie u were the1 who introduced us2 a bucket o whipped cream!

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Remember?! 

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Mohammad Ala,

 Yes, it is true, it has been awhile. Thank you for your Spanish. I hope that all is well with you and your family.

Best Always!

 

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Raton,

 You always want to solve everything with food. If things in life were only that simple. 

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Esfand Aashena

Natalie nice poem! Nothing a bucket of whipped cream cant solve!

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I think it really is a nice poem.  Perhaps a parody of it can be made where a "bucket of whipped cream" can be worked into the poem at some point! 

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Mohammad Ala

Poema agradable.

by Mohammad Ala on

Tiempo largo nada poste de usted. ¡Apesadumbrado para mi español pobre!