Tuesday, June 8, 2010

My madness is growing.

Sweet stuff
I am feeling nothing.
I am missing nothing.
I am living for nothing
I am hoping nothing
I am doing nothing.
I am writing nothing.

Nothing!!!
It is all
I am doing
If you are not with me

Please be with me.
I miss you a lot.
I want to cry in your arms long.
Without knowing why I am doing this.
Probably just to tell you
I am mad for you.

My love! I think you understand where my madness is growing.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

You know use the words very well. Great poem, as the anothers I read from you.