Missing you

A poem by © Kathy Murphy

I sit alone now in the darkness of despair.

I cry my silent tears,

My heart is broken into a million tiny pieces.

The silence is deafening to my ears.

The darkness frightens me,

The shadows climb the wall.

I hear footsteps walking,

Passing through the hall.

The loneliness surrounds me,

It takes my breath away,

This is the pattern of my life,

Since that awful, dreadful day.

Without a clue

Without a hint

Of what was yet to be,

God called you home

To be with him

And took you away from me.

I walk, I talk. I carry on

When the sun pokes out it’s head

But when darkness falls

And evening comes

I cannot go to bed.

For this is when I miss you most of all

When I curl into a little ball

And cry those silent tears.

Watching the shadows,

And missing you…

I miss you dearly my STBH…