Buried In His Casket

I have lost my way
My life has taken a sudden toll
My world is now buried
In a deep dark hole
I am dying of a broken heart
I live as a widow
I lost my loved one six monts agoe
Loving him is all I know

I sleep alone
I awake alone
I walk alone

Each time I think of him
I crumble to tiny shredded pieces of bone
He lives upon my mind
A life without him I cannot find
Within I see his face
I feel his touch
I hear his voice
I see his footsteps
I softly whisper his sweet name
Tears begin to fall
I know not myself at all

I take a walk to where he is buried
There I spend my day
I tell him all I have to say
I water his flowers
I pull the weeds
I clean his stone
Inside his casket
Lies my broken heart
I once owned.

by michelle eppel

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