Empty Bed

This feeling of being alone

Waking to an empty bed

No one there for me

Crying inside my head

This feeling of isolation

Knowing no one is there

No warm body to hold

No tender moment to share

Who could want me now

I yearn for a kiss, a touch

Someone who would need me

A free spirit as such

My words go unheard

I am always alone, I fear

Just a cold bed for company

Wishing someone was here

 

copyright Chris Smith 2009