Its getting a tiny bit easier. Loneliness still shackled to my legs that have grown thin... my sentence is long. I yearn to be back in my city by the lake where arms there would embrace me again.
The empty hole all around me
Swallowing up any signs for escape
My body bunched up in a ball
Hiding from my failure, my mistakes
Thought that I can deal alone
Where is the strength?
Where is the confidence?
It took me here to success
Without her I am but a child
Lost in denial that I may be forgotten
Lost in denial that she is truly gone
Somewhere I cannot see
I dream more
Soothes me in this silence
Until eyes open and the emptiness reveals
My lone portrait captured by truth
She is gone and I must go on
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