I reach for you, though silence fills the air;
Your shadow disappears into an endless night.
Desire consumes me nightly, I am in grief's snare.
Each room recalls the ghost that isn't there;
The world moves on, but this doesn't feel right.
These nights so cruel, does your spirit still stare?
I reach for you, though silence fills the air;
In my mind, your heart beats strong with might
I continue to reach, knowing you're not there.
Obsession controls me, held in despair;
This grief I hold robs me of sight.
Again, I reach... this life is unfair.
The heart carries on with love and care;
See the widow, what sorrowful sight
My bed, so empty, so cold, so bare.
Continue to endure this pain, I could swear.
Your memory still fuels my plight.
I reach for you, though silence fills the air,
Desire consumes me, I am in grief's snare.
About the Creator
Anissa Marie
Budding freelance writer. Love the beauty in life and freedom with a sweet side of kink. Thank you for taking the time to read my story. You can reach me on Instagram @anissamarie2021


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