day

And
another
day.
I wake up
and
you’re
not
there.
What’s the point?
I
get up
because
it’s
expected.
I
know
that
you
expect it.
And I
get
through
the day,
hoping
that
I
can
die.
Hoping
the day
ends
soon,
and
dissolves
into
sleep.
There,
I may
not be dead,
but neither
am I
alive,
and perhaps
tonight,
you’ll be
waiting for me,
just
on the other side
of life.
I love you
always
and
forever,
my heart.

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night

It’s a night
with
no stars,
no moon,
no light
to ease
the loneliness,
the
utter
aloneness
I feel
without
him.
We
were
everything
together,
living
in
each other’s
pocket.
And now,
that pocket
is
missing.
Being alone
is
living
in
the
black,
beyond
the rim,
beyond
sky
and
sun
and
anything
but
dark.

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help

I don’t
need
help.
My love,
my life
has
been dead
for
2 months.
And
I’m supposed
to
be
over it?
How
does one
get over
losing
one’s
life
one’s
heart
one’s
soul?
If
you
think
I
can
you
are
not
my
friend.

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I
didn’t
think
it was possible
to cry
this
much,
to be
this sad
about anything
or
anyone.
But
my tears
are a fountain
of
despair
of longing,
of loneliness
for
the
one
person
who
can
make it all
just
stop.
I miss you.
I need you.
And this life
is just
the
dress rehearsal
for
being back
in your arms.
Please,
may it
be
soon.
May this life of ashes
of dust
just
end.
Let me go.
Let me be
with my
beloved.
It is
truly
all
that
matters.

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And…and…and…

I
can’t
do
this.
You are
everywhere.
Your
cookies
on the
fridge top,
your coat
on your
chair.
Everything
is where
you left it
when you left
this
life.
When
my
life
ended
too.
And
all
I
want
is to
stop.
To be
in your arms
again.
It’s what
I
live
for.
It’s
all
I
live
for.
It’s
what
I
hope
to
die
for.

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Shadows

My life
is
shadows,
without form
or
substance.
That’s
what life
without him
is.
And I
wander
the halls
of
the house
we shared,
a restless ghost
that cannot
seem
to
die.
But
I wish
I could.
Someday
soon,
I want
to be
in your arms
again,
with
no
more
parting.
And then,
even
death
can
die.
i
won’t
care.

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My love

He
was
my light.
Every
lovely
thing,
every
good
time
was linked
to him,
part
of
him.
No
shadows
dared tread
where
we passed.
With
him
gone,
night
has
truly
fallen
and
all is
draped
in
shadow.
The candle
is
out
and I
live
in
darkness.

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