Everything is missing,
now the only thing that's true...
It was an October evening when
the muddy waters of our pond dried up...
These pangs of loss are felt so deep they rarely...
Inside my mind, I tend to hide the truth from...
She held her child so tightly as she put him down...
Told him that she loved him and forever she would...
Piano sonatas burdened a lost soul
as scorpions whispered upon deaf ears...
Usually glowing and feeling bright
To seem like there’s no pain in sight...
This despicable monster lives inside me,
engorging itself on my lifeblood...
My mind swirls backwards
to a place where knees hugged my chin...
Sunshine, shadowing
as moonbeams struggle for air...
The sad stranger
who stands still and tall...
I gave and gave
Not enough! they said...
I thought about you again...