by James A Holt

I chatted with you today.
To talk online gave me a chance
An opportunity to say things I could never say in person.

You hurt me so severely.
My chest constricted for hours, days
A whole week of suffering.

I never seem to give you all your things back.
I always find something new to hold and to return.
There isn't much left.

The tears flowed freely as I typed my pain.
I'm sure you could feel my pain as I cried out loud.
My tears have dried, I need only see you
One last time

And I will finally breath deep


Posted on 04/03/2010
Copyright © 2023 James A Holt

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Shannon McEwen on 04/03/10 at 06:15 AM

I feel the lonliness is this, and the denial.

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