Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
Call this assurance if you must;
But when it's time to say Farewell
To one you love, it's just plain hell.

There are no words, no healing balm,
To fill the void, to ease the calm;
And not a thing that one can say
Will drive the quick hot tears away.

We look upon the empty chair
And seek the one no longer there;
And so heartbreaking is the pain
We question if we'll meet again.

How grim indeed, if death should be
The Bitter End--- Eternity;
Just some vague dream conceived by Man
And not a part of any plan.

But God has taken such great care
To note the sparrow in the air;
His Love alone can cover all
And Mark a simple Sparrows' fall.

And if he cares for the birds that fly,
then he must hear My Anguished cry;
"Dear God, I yield my grief to Thee
For Thou alone can comfort me."

it's been exactly 7 days
since i was, again,
thrown into a body of water
too vast to swim to the edge of,
and too deep to keep my
head above the surface,
and not one person has
come to my rescue.
it's all been
"you shouldn't have done that"
and
"you've slept with him before"
and
"stop drinking with older guys"
and too much silence
my hollow bones can stand.
so i'm going back to the center,
i'm holding my breath till i'm blue.
there is a sinking ship
where my heart should be
and i'm about to go down with it.
this is not self defense,
this is a distress signal
no one is picking up on.