This hour of need

This bed brings no relief These days on end I've searched for a place to call my own Nor does the water rinse away the memories of a happy you and I I see your face in my every wake Smell you in every place Can feel your warm embrace It's been to long I can barely make out the traces of your face Your name in my mind leaves a bitter taste This hole The depth boarders anything love like so my heart knows pain and you alike Forever the agreement Means nothing to these lonely days or the warmth of the Sun's praise Hurt comes from love and the fact that there will never be another the same I wish these pictures would fade As the bruises on my knees heal eventually I to may become strong Forever the length you'll remain gone In this My hour of need.