I Still Miss You

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life

I have been broken.

I lost part of myself

in this ancient process,

so I have no hope in

ever being made whole again.

My wound remains open.

My pain goes unspoken

for mine is the strength

others look to in coping

with hearts made heavy

as wool blankets soaked in

many years of tears.

The despair of an orphan

made clear

in my bloodshot stare

at your lifeless form –

ravaged by metastasis.

Your spirit’s move on

where I can’t interact with it,

and now that you’re gone

I long to tease a laugh from it,

to see your smile shine

as it had often shone.

I feel so alone.

I feel so alone sometimes

even though we haven’t

shared a home

for some time

I swear I’ve never known

an emptiness so complete...

such that I have no words to speak

that adequately describe it.

All I know for sure

is your love for me,

your son, dwelt deep inside it –

replaced with only

memories and shadows…

-HymnAgen