Do You Miss Me

“Do You Miss Me”

Spring is the time of the love bird’s song—
The snow that came before I thought would never end.
Summer came, and you had gone away.
I wish I was as dead as I’ve become to you.

Do you miss me when you are feeling hurt?
Do you miss me when nobody holds your hand?
I still sleep sometimes, but then I find an ache:
A terror seizes me in the stillness of the dark…

It says within the night that you will talk to me,
But I will not hear the words you say.
You’ll be like the dead things that speak in the void,
Whose words are perceived as silence and a winter’s chill.

Do you miss me when the love bird sings?
Do you miss me when nobody calls your name?
I still have wings, but I’ve been put inside a cage,
And the sky where I used to fly is clouded by new fears.

All the trees are gone—the birds have flown away.
I dare not go outside. I’m scared I’ll see them die,
But I’m running out of walls to talk to,
And my mind is faltering, I cannot help but laugh.

Do you miss me when the leaves fall about your head?
Do you miss me when nobody tells you that you are sacred?
I still see you behind me, but you are with the dead things,
And your voice is quieted by the roar of emptiness.

Do you miss me when you are feeling hurt?
Do you miss me when nobody holds your hand?

© 2022 Marten Hoyle