Empty

And so it hits.

The loneliness.

Not seeing your face,

or hearing your voice,

or even seeing words that came from you.

 

Its not there.

 

And so it sets in.

The paranoia.

Constantly clicking,

Checking,

The hoping...

That maybe,

just maybe,

I could see your name.

Hear your voice.

Read your words.

 

That's all I need.

Reviews

[MoonlitAngel]

'Lonelyness' is spelled loneliness.

It's a very sad, tragic poem that I'm sure many people can relate too. Fortuantly, or unfortunatly, however you may look at it, I have not felt this way before. Ladies married to men in the army would most likely feel this way. Or even men married to ladies in the army. Very somber, but extremely descriptive, even if it is just a few words.

--Blood