When I need you
I just close my eyes
and I’m with you
is far from the truth
is a lie
if she’s dead
Photos of her
don’t help
Videos
really hurt
Each heard word
stabs my heart
Each one of her smiles
carves a part
When she moves her head
I hate my birth
When she talks to me
I scream in my head
When her birthday comes
I leave my mind
When her death day strikes
I wish I had a gun
When I need her
I close my eyes
and hope to see her
in my dreams
I did at the beginning
I rarely do now
unless I really want to
but it hurts a lot
when I awaken
and she’s still
not there
Leo Sayer - When I Need You
About the Creator
Patrick M. Ohana
A medical writer who reads and writes fiction and some nonfiction, although the latter may appear at times like the former. Most of my pieces (over 2,200) are or will be available on Shakespeare's Shoes.


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