Like a chasm in my heart that stays
Open- memories are lodged there, slow to decay
The ache trapped inside, forever imprisoned
Worse than anything I had envisioned
Something snapped broken, that does not mend
Making it harder at times to pretend
That I am all right, that I have moved on..
When an appendage of mine has permanently gone
Regret fills the void, I should’ve made more
Of the moments I had with them before
I can’t go back in time, so I live every day
In grief- a piece of my heart is torn away..
Passion...unbridled 