Heart Torn Open Yet Again

I sometimes have dreams of my dead grandfather, and last night I had a very real one of him...and I never understand why they happen because all I feel is loss all over again...

Icy on the outside,

Warm in your embrace.

Scratchy, perfect just like old

Tall giant with small worshiper

I would give all of this,

And even more

To just understand why you are here

But you're not? 

You come and go as you please,

My dreams warm and fuzzy,

Feeling empty when I awake

Why can't you stay?

Or I stay in eternal sleep?

If that's the only way I can

Then I will sleep forever...

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

Icy on the outside,
warm in your embrace.
A nice write.

[koty bell]

great poem:)

[Babe Roxx]

I deeply relate to this write, as well...a very poignant poem.

[allie_arrowz]

very pretty, i can relate.
reminds me of a song that goes "I'll see you when i fall asleep.."
:)