Empty Chairs

Empty Chairs

A Poem by Lexi Nicole

Memories settle in dust on their chairs.


If only she knew of the hearts that she broke
Of the tears being shed
Of the lives come undone
All because of a choice

Because now her room is empty
And her family walks by it
And they know she’s not there
But their hearts jump to their throats
Because they can’t help but hope
That they’ll turn around and see her
And their hope is always shattered
When they’re greeted by a ghost

If only he could see all the pain that he caused
The endless, restless nights
The dreams of last goodbyes

Because now his chair is empty
And his mother can’t stop crying
And his father never sleeps
And his sister won’t stop asking
Why he hasn’t been home in weeks

A choice left rooms and chairs and hearts
Empty and cold and distraught
They had love they didn’t see
Love could have been their weapon
In the battles they didn’t know could be fought

Their memory will haunt those who only loved
Who only wanted to love, who wished to understand
Who are wronged despite never wronging
Who hurt yet despite never inflicting pain

Sometimes, when the rain falls
They see phantoms in the windows
And they wish the phantoms were real
They wish that they could reach out
And hold their son, their daughter,
their sister, their brother, their father, their mother
their lover, their friend- but they can’t
Because their son or their daughter or sister or brother,
their father or mother or lover or friend
chose not to come home again

And memories settle in dust on their chairs
Which are empty and cold like the hearts left behind
Because they had been selfish and utterly blind

© 2013 Lexi Nicole

Author's Note

Lexi Nicole
Don't you ever think that you are not loved, or that nobody cares about you, or that the world would be better off without you. You are special, you are beautiful, you are loved and you are important. Don't you dare leave those people who love you behind.

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"And memories settle in dust on their chairs
Which are empty and cold like the hearts left behind
Because they had been selfish and utterly blind"
The above lines. Truth but sad. Thank you Lexi for sharing the amazing poetry.

Posted 5 Years Ago

This is simply beautiful, wand a mind you have.
'And memories settle in dust on their chairs
Which are empty and cold like the hearts left behind' damn, this reminds me of the amazing Don Mclean and his song 'Empty Chairs'. Had the same emotional effect on me too. You have one hell of a talent!

Posted 10 Years Ago

how wonderfully portrayed,very touching,you have shown the other aspects of the life and love a loving couple sometimes can not see because of being too much centered around own selves and calling it true love..i loved this.

Posted 10 Years Ago

my sister did a painting...it is a porch with an empty chair...that chair so interesting...

my imagination plays...i think of someone sitting in it...but who?

and where is that person now?

there is character in an empty chair.

i really like this piece...

there is strong emotion.


Posted 10 Years Ago

Ill be honest at the start of this piece i found it choppy and hard to read, i thought it lacked flow and seemed a little like words loosely strew on a paper. But you won me over, the more i read the more the words seemed so full of life, the choppyness adding to the despair and untasted regret written in the words.
A brutal piece at the end of it, filled with a very powerful and well presented voice.

Posted 10 Years Ago

like the 4th stanza, I have to leave those people behind me because they
aren't with me anymore. Every day I miss my family more than ever. I am
Married and love him with all my heart and soul. Like your write.

Posted 10 Years Ago

A wonderful tribute for a beloved one.
Very well penned.

Posted 10 Years Ago

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Oh this is so beautiful and creative. A wonderfully written poem!

Posted 10 Years Ago

Lexi Nicole

10 Years Ago

Thank you very much! :)

10 Years Ago

:) you are welcome

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Added on January 22, 2013
Last Updated on January 22, 2013


Lexi Nicole
Lexi Nicole


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