A Poem by Jeff Bresee

I wish it would have been a war

that was the explanation for

the reason you are not around,

the reason I don’t hear the sound

of your voice anymore.

No, I don’t hear it anymore.


And I wish it were all a dream

although a bad one it would seem,

cuz then at least I’d have the chance

to open up my eyes and glance

upon your face, but I don’t see it.

No, not anymore.


And I wish there were reasons why

no chance was given for goodbye.

A day, a flash and you were gone.

Now lonely days roll on and on

where I don’t have you anymore.

No, nothing anymore.


So I wish something else were the

explanation given me

for why I’m left inside this empty home.

But I suppose there isn’t one.

It’s over and what’s done is done…

There’s nothing now. Yes, I am all alone.

© 2020 Jeff Bresee

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Added on January 12, 2020
Last Updated on January 12, 2020
Tags: loss


Jeff Bresee
Jeff Bresee

Dallas, TX

I love to write poetry and then turn it into songs. I am a singer/songwriter for Weathered Pages, a Fort Worth, Texas based music charity. Check us out at And I hope you .. more..