No One's Knocking At My Door
no one's getting fedno one's lying in my bed
no one's holding my offered hand
no one's wearing my wedding band
no one's here with me
Isn't that what I want it to be?
no one's hearing me cry
no one's watching me sigh
no one's coming to my side
no one's seeing all I hide
no one's embrace do I feel
This is now and this is real.
no more fantasies will I make
no more promises will I take
no more lies of what is true
no more waiting for one like you
no more time for it won't last
If this is what is now, I'll pass.
Sitting now in lonely times
I am low and out of rhymes
Hoping for a better day
Wishing that you'd pass my way
Knowing that you're far from here
I, alone, shed this single tear.
Kathy Lockhart
8/20/06
Poetry by Kathy Lockhart
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Written on 2006-08-21 at 00:49
Tags Depression  Heartbreak  Loneliness 
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