I try to fill the blackhole inside of me
With material objects
But none of them can replace you
***
I try to spend more time with others
To fill up my time
But none of them are you
***
I convince everyone that I am strong
That nothing’s going wrong
But nothing is right without you
***
I try to get through my day with a smile
Tell myself I’m just fine
But I’m just not without you
***
I cry my tears alone at night, whisper your name
Where I can be alone, pretend it’s all the same
But nothing is the same without you
***
Where are you?
Please tell me—
Where are you?
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Stephanie Hoogstad
With a BA in English and MSc in Creative Writing, writing is my life. I have edited and ghost written for years with some published stories and poems of my own.
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Comments (2)
Aw Stephanie this was raw and heartfelt. I feel we've all had those bad feelings about our loved ones who have passed. This made me think about my Dad, Uncle and Nonna. Hugs to you, my friend. But this has an unflinchingly honesty to it.
Idk how I missed this but what a raw poem. I feel like the ending is like the narrator speaking over a black screen