Wednesday, November 4, 2009

If You Do Not Exist

I have ached for you,
My heart clenched tight like a fist.
I have dreamed of you,
It is my sanity,
The only place where my spirit finds rest.
I have longed for you,
My eyes misted at the bitterness of an existence without your touch.
What will I do?
What will I do if you not exist?
I will pray for death to ease me from a life of brokenness
Rotted from the inside out
There will be no comfort
No release
No warmth
No friend.
If you do not exist,
I am nothing
Life is nothing
Love is nothing
Without you.

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