When She's Gone Poem by Sara Baird

He sits there looking at the picture
tears falling on the glass.
Hoping he dosen't forget her
or her smile
he puts her picture on the other side of the bed.
People think he's crazy
but he's not
He needs her.
Without her it's like he can't breath
Without her it's like he can't eat
Without her it's like he can't see
Without her it's like he can't feel
Without her it's like he can't sleep
Without her
Without her
it's like he dosen't exist.