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Hands ice cold,
body shaking,
i toss and turn,
as i enter unconsciousness,

Sometimes i want to scream,
Sometimes i want to cry,
Sometimes i want to believe,
Sometimes i want to die,

Without you in my life,
love, happiness, meaning,
.............over

i awaken with the sense of cold sweat running down my back,
with the coming of a new day,
i force myself ahead,
each and every day,
without you in my life,

Now there is a hole in me,
Ever since you left,
if you came back,
nothing would change,
just the hole getting deeper,

I always loved you,
I always will,
you senseless little fool,
how could u not believe me?
after all the time that we shared.

Maybe i wasn't enough for you,
Maybe you didn't care,
Maybe i was to attached,
Maybe i wasn't there,

There is no conclusion,
just as i get up and start the on-coming day,
i will always remember,
the hole you left in my life.

by: Christine Carlson ~ i don't have any idea how i wrote this little fraction of an idiotic poem, i got the idea from a friend that had a broken heart. ~