The Untold Story

The blank pages stare at me.
Reminding me of the emptiness I feel inside.

My mind taunts me with daydreams of happiness.
Torturing my soul to the core,
Haunting my every thought...my every waking moment.

The untold story plays like a broken record.
The pages writing themselves while I'm in a blissful sleep,
unaware of the morning approaching.

This is my never-ending nightmare.
To wake alone.
To miss the touch...the kiss...the love.

As the sun rises, bringing life to world.
Lonliness and sorrow fill my heart.
My poor heart can take no more...
No more memories, no more dreams.
I will always hold you near,
but I need the piece of me that you still won't surrender.
I need me...