The pure evil of missing you

20/08/2020
The Pure Evil Of Missing You 

Missing you has started again.
I hate it we both took a separate pathway.
It just doesn’t get any better,
This pure evil of pain.
I thought that seeing you,
To cleanse my heart,
My soul,
My brain.
But also to flush out my mind.
Would make this pure evil,
Float away and be left behind....
But no!
The intolerable wrenching at missing you,
Is here for its wicked cycle!
Missing you is like a disease,
And you are the only cure.
My gods but you have the most tender of a touch.
And a heart so pure.
Snap me out of this daze i’m in,
And come and knock, knock, knock, on my front door.
take me away from this world,
My boys and i,
I do implore...