Empty Hands

Too soon was the time you left meÂ
Too late was the time I knew
A whisper in the wind, I couldn’t embrace you fullyÂ
Empty hands have I nowÂ
I thought I had you to myself and I thought it’d be okay
Hold on tightly to something and see as all along you had empty, empty hands
I can’t go back and change things
I can’t go back in time
I sit in mourning at the memory of a better time
Empty hands have I now
And the seat next to me is vacant, where you’d once sit
I don’t have the warmth of your body against mineÂ
I have empty, empty hands
Too late to resuscitate, too late for me to heal
Broken pieces scattered on the floor as I stand in solidarity weeping at the memories I’ll never make
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May writes; Your poem, Empty Hands is written with feeling, and raw emotion. It really depicts the loss of losing someone you love. Thank you!