A woman sitting in an empty room contemplating her life.

I sit in this empty room… and think of how my life was a mess.  For sure I was very stressed, overwhelmed, and a little depressed.

He is gone for good.  And, now I am doing all the things I wouldn’t, couldn’t, and told myself I shouldn’t.

What I need to do is clear without him near.  Everybody is telling me I have nothing to fear.  You are on your way, to accomplishing all your hopes and dreams.  So why do I still want him to call me honey or dear.

I sit in this empty room…

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  • lottieutd on Sep 14, 2009

    so sad but most of us can probably relate to your poem
    very well written

  • diamondpoet on Mar 16, 2010

    This is going to be a good outlet for you, take time out and focus on you, recreate your happy place, look in the mirror and tell yourself how much you love you and how special you are. There is life after death.

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