I live inside my head
My head is where I live
I see him there most vibrantly
So, please, please, forgive.
I have no heart inside me
From inside me I withdrew the toll
I paid by giving him my heart to keep
And it left a great big hole.
He died and left me here alone
He left me when he died.
I know he didn’t want to go
and fate would not be denied.
My soul splintered when he left
Inside my soul is bereft
His death has left me lost and hurt
With a life that’s been set adrift.
Am I “getting better?”
“Getting better,” I cannot see.
How the hell do I “get better”
Since I am no longer “we?”
I do not want to grieve
Grief causes me great despair.
Return my Dragon to me right now
And we’ll just call it square.
Sigh, they’re not letting him come back
He won’t be returned to me
I will have to live without him near
As they have ignored my plea.
So I live inside my head these days
Yes, my head is where I live
It’s where I keep all my memories of us
So our life I can relive.i sometimes wonder if anything i have done has been any good? has any one of the little ripples i have created in life moved or altered any collection of pine needles or leaves along any shoreline?