Torn in two by floating shadows
remembrance of your presence
hemmed in by haunting fellows
I smell a lingering essence

The air still offers promise
the ambiance of your soul
a foggy stirring grimace
leaving an empty hole

You may return to me
in dreams and knock my door
be real and let me see
no shadows anymore

But I hear no footsteps
only the silence of my mind
my heart penetrating depths
now lost and hard to find

Days descending into night
in dark drenching ways
bring me a torching light
as my shiny path decays

The shadows on my walls
dancing memories of the past
If only time would stall
relieve this numbing sap

Shrinking brink of life
as grief dizzily permeates
into a hell no one can know
a ******* soulless state

Consuming breath it shadows
mortifying in it's course
destroying as it furrows
suppressing all good thoughts



A dark poem reflecting on how I used to feel.  You never get over losing a loved one, but you learn to live with it......