This hurt sits
on the center of
my soul

ripping apart
my entire
chest.

Still
not making
its way out
it feeds on
my every bit
of effort.

Regret punishes my
moment of
reminiscing on times
of our best.  

The end result
of what we had
had taken
all my comfort.

It's been days
still I am
wiping tears
unable to rest.

This sorrowful
mourner
sadly dresses
in shaded
wear.

His love
is gone
sincere happiness
buried.