Missing Piece
I am disturbed by the missing piece in me.
I am out of ideas to make myself okay like I promised.
I feel like am deeply wounded by the piece that has been cut out of me.
I feel speechless and out of words by the sadness that is filling me.
I miss you so much that makes my breathing hard.
I should be okay in each passing day or so I thought I would be but I missed you more that make things harder for me.
I can’t express myself, I just feel the sadness flowing in.
In my dreams you are with me, moving around me, touching me and speaking softly like the way I wanted.
But I cannot close my eyes and live in the dreams in all day long, I have to open my eyes and find you gone and feel the missing piece.
Sometimes I wish I don’t wake up from sleep because waking up is finding you are not there.
I just wanted to say that I miss you so much please don’t hold it against me, I am trying so hard not to feel this way but I just can’t, it is just the way I feel.
I am wishing that someday you give back the missing piece in me.
You are my missing piece.
This poem was written/submitted by rjpanther.
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My Chellum!!!!
well said
well said RJ
i love this poem. its exactly how i feel right now. Only i dont think the missing piece of my heart will ever be put back.
i like this poem this is exactly how i feel good job!
I love it…it truly explains the way i feel… Great JOB
Im only 16 but i definitely agree with the poem and i really hope my empty whole is found again someday..even if its not filled by the one who dug the whole…
This is a beautiful poem and it has helped me realize what it is in my chest that hurts so bad each and every time I turn to call his name reality hits me right square in the face, that I can no longer say Daddy can you please help me, or can I please borrow 10.00 I promise I will pay you back and then you kinda forget to do just that, then a few more days roll on and there I was again asking for help and with that loving voice he would say sure you can, or sure I will, and the words I hated as a child when my friends was around, God how I would give anything to hear him again or to just be able to say Daddy can I. And the most precious words of all was hearing him say I love you BABY GIRL! Because when my daddy accepted the hand of an Angel and flew away with them my heart flew away with my daddy. I miss you and LOVE you DADDY. Thank You so much to who ever wrote this poem because I now know the PAIN in my chest is this missing piece.Daddy I LOVE YOU AND MISS YOU
i feel the same way …
what i don’t understand is why he left me .
i was there .
i actually cared .
but i guess that’s not enough …