missing with fear

Missing some one near

and so filled with fear.

No one can make me

feel free.

Fear is around

and I am bound

to the shackles around my wrists.

I make a fist

and try not to cry

as I die

inside

I must bide

the pain in my heart and soul

even though I think it is made of coal.

I wish someone would

treat me good.

But that someone is no where near,

so I am filled with fear.

I wait for her

as everything turns into a blur.

But I know deep inside

that I must bide

the pain because she will be here

and has not disappear