The Missing Poems

The seconds, the hours
The days, the nights
The weeks, the years

The smiles, the tears
The grief, the pain
The longing, the seeking

Hurting

It's this feeling again. breath doesn't come easily.

it's almost as if i'm breathing nothing in, but breathing my soul out in return.

it's not pain, it's not numbness, neither is it throbs.
It's like waves, washing over you again and again.
it's a feeling of drowning, suffocating as if your chest is filled by nothing but nothing.

yes, nothingness, this is what it is.
because once again you let your heart get away.
once again you let your feelings get the better of you, you let emotions cloud your judgment.

once again i'm heartbroken.

heartbreak, heartbreak go away.
come again some other day.
I am but ready to lose faith.
heartbreak heartbreak go away....