Wednesday, July 7, 2010

I wrote this while he was in Iraq

emptyness is over powerering

the pain of hurt so real

clouds of loss its towering

short of breath with what i feel

missing your embrace

your smell it lingers here

the smile on your face

overwhelming sence of fear

i cry myself to sleep

waiting for your call

i cry myself to sleep

i miss you after all

hearing your heartbeat

the taste of your lips

feelings of defeat

i just cant get a grip

to hear your voice

touch your skin

you had no choice

but to go back again

i cry myself to sleep

waiting for your call

i cry myself to sleep

i miss you after all

the tears they fall

emotions strong

as i wait for your call

and fear something is wrong

waiting...

time ticking...

anticipating...

nuthing....

i cry myself to sleep

waiting for your call

i cry myself to sleep

i miss you after all

i

cry myself

to sleep

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