Thursday, July 10, 2008


Ok so I have written a poem about my feelings. It is very raw.
 It's called loss. Every word is the very essence of truth.


You're not where you are supposed to be
My head
Without you all is fuzzy
You're nowhere near my bed

We were not together long
You were strong
You made everything clear

In the morning you were gone
I haven't seen you since
I can't really see anything at all without you

I thought I'd learned my lesson
when I stepped on that other pair
I wasn't that drunk
You should be on my desk
Or at least down the side of my bed
When I look there's nothing there

How can a pair of glasses
Disappear in just one night
And why has one whole day passed
Without my specs in sight

I have some contact lenses
Enough to see me through
But if I don't find my glasses
I don't know what I'll do

1 comment:

twirlingmycni said...

I would like to point out that more than 1 week later I haven't found my glasses.