Forgotten

As I sit here and begin to think

(As my mind so often seems to want to do)

Once again

(and inevitably)

My thoughts turn toward you.

Oh how often I yearn and I long for a break!

For my overactive head, continuously,

causes my poor wretched heart to break!

A world once so populated and alive

Is now so empty and bare!

All because, for me, you are no longer there.

The sun has died and all warmth is gone;

Nature has been emptied, void of the birds and their song!

And the truth of it all still pains me so,

Because you forgot me a long long time ago.