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Without You
A dream of a nightmare stalked me last night;
I'm still afraid to remember what it was about.
Needing to go back and explore the fright;
Sitting and thinking, I take this unusual route.
Beautiful scenery is splashed across my brain;
The sounds of the day tickle my ear with joy.
So sweet the air, forsythia it does contain;
Everything is perfect to make me a happy boy.
Looking beside me, you are not standing there;
I whip around and scan the empty horizon for you.
Beginning to run, looking high and low, I feel despair;
Panting, without you, this dream I pray is untrue.
Hundreds of others come and surround me with care;
Desperately looking into each face, looking for a clue.
This beauty becomes worthless without you to share;
I sit down on a rock, then begin crying; I feel so blue.
These hundreds of people, friends and family as well;
Encircle me, then shake me hard until I am fully awake.
Escaping from this lonely dream, this must be my hell;
Looking around the bedroom, still without you, I ache.
Why must true love hurt so much when it is finally lost?
Why can't I remember the good, the joy of your smile?
I sit on my bed wondering, if I fully love, is this the cost?
Now destined to living without you, asking is it worthwhile?
11Aug09
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