I’d always Hope
I’d never have to
Find out
What I would do
Without you
And just how
I would cope,
But that time
Arrived
And the day
Had come
No longer more
To wonder what
{ I would do
Without you }
And how
I would deal
With this loss
Of zeal
And I have to say,
I feel
A hollow echoing
Empty
As if I am misplaced
And missing a part of me
That used to be
Plenty
Living on
As a something deceased
A something
Unreal
Going through the motions
I cannot conceal
That I feel
As if I am :
A swing
Without its rope
A sail
Without its boat
A bird
Without its song
A right
Without a wrong
A poem
Without its rhyme
A doorbell
Without its chime
A heart
Without its beat
A car
Without a street
A day
Without its night
A star
Without its light
A balloon
Without air
A feeling
Without care
A wagon
Without its tires
A hearth
Without its fire
An ocean
Without its waves
A superhero
Without anyone to save
A chocolate
Without its sugar sweet
A sandwich
Without peanut butter and jelly
A circus
Without its clowns
A vagabond
Without a town
I’m down,
Down,
Down
As a smile
Turned upside down
To a frown
A soul all alone
With no home
To call its own
A sky
Without blue
I am
Without you
And it’s been
So long,
Long,
Long
Where I can no longer imagine
Life with you anymore
Moving on,
On,
On
Though,
As the distance grows
And gets further
And more separate the division
Where the blurrier of vision
I become,
The sadness
Really never does
Ever in clarity
It is living
When I am
Who I am
Continuing,
To Love...
2021, barefoot poet
{ Photo by Jean-Louis Aubert on Unsplash }