Anger,
Fear,
Anxiety,
Rage
The crushing blow of a reality without you makes me weak,
dull,
mad,
violent.
I crawl into a ball gripping tightly to memories that still remain,
Wishing I was in your arms, peacefully unaware of the lifetime I will endure without you.
Who will build me up when others tear me down?
Who will love me unconditionally, without hesitation?
Who will I run to with a heavy heart, and a broken spirit?
As I wander, absorbed in grief,
your light slowly guides me towards a new beginning…
Not all is lost,
Love remains.
Mrs. Enginerd - Nerd Whisperer 