Fear
never thought the day would come,
i thought i had you till the end of time,
who know my nightmare will be true.
when i would not have you.
is this real?
how do you deal?
without you here.
telling me everything i need to hear.
tell this isn't real.
wake me up from this bad dream.
i want you to come back.
i don't want to forget you.
just tell me,
this is not true.
Copyright © 2009
1-1-09
poem by Mona Martinez
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