Death To My Heart
I'm dead in life, now that I've lost my wife.
This pain I feel, will never be able to heal.
This love we feel will never be the same.
Was I the one to blame?
Staring helplessly at the stars at night,
I blink my tears away and fight.
I miss her face, that wonderful sight.
That keeps away all of my fright.
The music plays in my head,
Echoing everything I've ever said.
Time moves it's unyeilding hand,
But here I wait for her, here I stand.
Is life really all that good, I ask.
As I remove my shield, my mask.
I laugh in the face of despair,
For without her I have no care.
I'm nothing but a misfit,
loved only by one, still so unfit.
Tears running down my cheeks,
As my eye leaks.
Am I real, is this pain?
The thing that drives me insane.
Thank you for being here,
For without you I'd be so lost, dear.
This poem is an old one, so forgive me if it is terrible.
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