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Lurks inside

By Elizabeth Blade

By Elizabeth Blade Published 4 years ago 2 min read
Lurks inside
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Lurks Inside

The great world divide,

The feelings within lurks inside.

How I wonder of the times gone by,

How it has all changed, re-arranged

And it will never be the same again.

The music that use to play, had meaning

It was appealing,

The words now seem to fade

Yesterdays should be today and all of our tomorrows.

Where did we go wrong? How did we lose it all?

The world is moving, yet I stand still. How I wish I could move back

To the winters of my past. As a child again holding onto memories that will forever last.

I am here but trapped in the past.

They echo for all my time.

I use to walk by the sea, and see the beautiful view before me.

I would pick up the seashells and walk along the shore. How I dreamt for more.

I grew up holding your hand and you told me about life, You told me “Everything with you is true” But now I feel lost and emotionless without you.

As times and shades have come to past we both grew older, but you were older than I, you know longer sit by side.. Just an empty chair and memories that flood my head of you sitting there.

My saviour, my everything, my reason for being. How I hope somehow you can see what I am seeing. The love of you is never lost. But I still wonder around and look for you, knowing I will never find you on this earth breaks my heart.

You were with me from the start.

“What lurks inside of us all” you use to say.

How I wish you never had to go that day. I watched you take your very last breath, holding your hand until your death. I screamed or was it in my mind? I didn’t ever want to see you like this.

I would do anything just to give you one last kiss, or give you a hug. You use to tuck me in at night “snug as bug” you use to say. Memories remain and feelings never go away.

How I wish you could of stayed.

What lurks inside are feelings of mine. Memories of you will stay with me for all my time.

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I wrote this poem above about my Mother. How I miss her and wish she was still here with us.

My mum passed away on the 19th of January 2014.

sad poetry

About the Creator

Elizabeth Blade

A Writer from Australia 🇦🇺 wanting to make a difference with my words.

I often write poetry. Please share my writing with others.I am also a freelance writer.

Find me on Twitter @Moondance_81

Facebook: Facebook.com/ElizabethBladeWriter

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