The Missing

*Some old Stuff...*
I lay awake
Pondering the hours
HOw long must I wait
Stuck in this trance
Reaching for you
But finding only space
Where are you?
Where have you gone
Maybe its not you've who's gone
Maybe it's me
I toss and turn
In a terror-stricken sleep
Waiting to breathe
Waiting to flee
But you whisper softly in my ear
Sweet words of courage
And great words of strength
In this way, I know you are near.

Tuesday, October 21, 2008