Elliott Rodgers

This is another of my favourite poems.

I swapped the void in my soul,
for another scar on my broken heart,
the day I took you in my arms,
and decided we couldn’t be apart.
Now in the middle of the night,
as the months have gone by,
I wonder silently to myself,
and all I can do is cry.
Even when I sleep,
I still seem to care,
no escape even in dreams,
I keep finding you there.

Where did I go so wrong,
what did I do so bad,
all the special times,
the moments that we had.
Did I look into your eyes,
and see only a lie,
why should the spark,
be left to fade and die.
Hopefully one day soon,
you’ll remember it all.
and I’ll still be waiting,
for when you make that call.