Facing It.
Lonely black places engulfing the mind
in caverns of glistening fear.
Phantoms arising from pleasanter times
tauntingly whisper his name in my ear.
Afraid of seeing that smile in my dreams
willingly I lie awake.
Facing relentless ticking of clock keeps
me clocking minutes for sanity's sake.
Ducking below lonely duvet once more,
with broken resolve it is plain.
Sobs fill the space of what life has in store
which will undeniably not be the same.
Words sit in succession inside my head,
spelling clearly the fact he is gone.
But half-empty cupboards untidily left
beg me soon to dry tears and move on.
May 6, 2016
May 6, 2016 at 2:01 PM UTC
Facing It.
Lonely black places engulfing the mind
in caverns of glistening fear.
Phantoms arising from pleasanter times
tauntingly whisper his name in my ear.
Afraid of seeing that smile in my dreams
willingly I lie awake.
Facing relentless ticking of clock keeps
me clocking minutes for sanity's sake.
Ducking below lonely duvet once more,
with broken resolve it is plain.
Sobs fill the space of what life has in store
which will undeniably not be the same.
Words sit in succession inside my head,
spelling clearly the fact he is gone.
But half-empty cupboards untidily left
beg me soon to dry tears and move on.
