Always Gone

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  • Sadness

    Always Gone
    When the weekend is here he is home
    Then the week comes and I am alone

    My days go by so slow anymore
    It feels like I am crashing to the floor

    He is never home, he is always gone
    I am alone all week long

    The silence is driving me insane
    My tears pour like the rain

    I try to sleep away the day
    But I miss him when he is away

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    crossguided commented on Always Gone

    03-04-2009

    I really like this poem. Your poems are honest, to the point, and very "readible". I understand your pain and you convey it well. Great job!
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    Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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