Gone

Gone

I look in the mirror and I can't help but wonder,

What would my life be like without them,

Her,

Would I be more successfull?

Might my life be no more?

Would my pain of life be so hard that I would just fall down and die?

The knife in the kitchen drawer would have been my demise,

Or even the rope in the shed leave me to my last breath?

Perhaps,

Maybe you were what kept me going through them long years,

You gave me hope of what might be,

You gave me false hope as I call it,

Just enough to keep me going,

Now that you're gone,

Thats gone,

And so am I...