I lie awake in somber dark.
A sigh escapes this restless heart.
A thought of love from the past
Brings a putrid smell that death holds fast.
I imagine what this love is like,
As ash entombed and out of sight.
I hurt to think of how I lied
To this this love when alive.
And strain to breath for I  do not believe
His love I do justice by being me.