I'm feeling strange
I miss something
I'm sitting alone
Since morning
I talk to you
But online
I'm just sitting there
And I think of my life
And I write poems like that
Not my first ones anymore
And I'm bored, bored
I bother over boredom
But I could just use a minute with you
Even very short
And I will be myself again
When I will be with you
Because you are my
Refuge
In a difficult times
And stress
I miss you
Even in heaven
Because your voice
Blocks every blow
So be there for me
Where they hurt me the most

In loneliness