I’ll look over
And see you
No longer there waking
But still feel your presence
Without its
Embracing
Just taking
Its unmaking toll
On my soul
With at least in part
Playing
An integral role
In its unfulfilled whole
Undeserving
Unworthiness
Constantly vying
To prove its
Subservience
First and primarily
Foremost
Sincerely
Yours still
Unconditionally
I most dearly
Have held in my
Frantically typing you
Digits
And digital fidgets
Between weekly visits
To somehow becoming
Four years
Of you here
In the flesh
In the form
Every morning
Appear
At my side
As my bride
As my wife
As my life
As my balm
As my psalm
As my calm
Through the strife
Through the whirlwind
Goodbyes
Through uneasy
Goodnights
But I likened your worth
To some object of mirth
And it made you feel
Less than
A pile of dirt
And immersed me
In all of your hurt
And your scorn
And lamenting mistakes
Wished I’d never been born
To be sitting here
Watching it all
Fade away
Dreading unto the last
Pointless word
I could say
May 20
May 20, 2026 at 1:34 AM UTC
I’ll look over
And see you
No longer there waking
But still feel your presence
Without its
Embracing
Just taking
Its unmaking toll
On my soul
With at least in part
Playing
An integral role
In its unfulfilled whole
Undeserving
Unworthiness
Constantly vying
To prove its
Subservience
First and primarily
Foremost
Sincerely
Yours still
Unconditionally
I most dearly
Have held in my
Frantically typing you
Digits
And digital fidgets
Between weekly visits
To somehow becoming
Four years
Of you here
In the flesh
In the form
Every morning
Appear
At my side
As my bride
As my wife
As my life
As my balm
As my psalm
As my calm
Through the strife
Through the whirlwind
Goodbyes
Through uneasy
Goodnights
But I likened your worth
To some object of mirth
And it made you feel
Less than
A pile of dirt
And immersed me
In all of your hurt
And your scorn
And lamenting mistakes
Wished I’d never been born
To be sitting here
Watching it all
Fade away
Dreading unto the last
Pointless word
I could say
