I ask myself…

What I am meant to be

That will set me free…

From the constant misery … 

of missing you 

So I will try

To not cry

What will bring me light

In the dark of the night 

While I continue to think

In my corner brink

What will make my fears … 

disappear like dried up tears

No longer visible 

So I ask 

What will it be

Because it will tear me up

Till I can no longer bear it 

Because really it’s no longer fair

The way you no longer care

So tell me … 

Are you still there?