A Loss. A poem.

I feel the absence
The missing jigsaw heart
That once made me whole
And now makes me hole

I feel every teardrop
Every rip and tear
Every shake and rattle
And every distant sigh

I feel the darkness
These clouds and storms
That weather and wither
My very being

An emptiness
That can’t be filled
One day to the next
The lost suffering a loss

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Published by stevestillstanding

I’m a writer who loves tabletop role playing games, poetry, music, movies, comics, books and (you guessed it) writing. Occasionally I have something to say...

7 thoughts on “A Loss. A poem.

    1. Thanks, worryless. My writing is my catharsis – it’s an outlet to help me deal with depression, break ups, break downs, lows and highs. Having said that, I schedule my publishing, so you may read a poem I wrote a while back that has just been published now. 😊

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