Tearful
i'm writing these tearful words
in the hope they'll reach you somehow.
I'm still in shock,
can't quite believe you're gone,
that you suffered for so long,
like some sort of secret.
I couldn't face the funeral
and the box containing the body
of the woman i'd once loved:
your form (that I'd found
so beautiful) to be burned,
entombed with my dead dreams.
May you go to a God
who you no longer believed in...
...and rest in perfect peace.
Copyright © Jack Horne | Year Posted 2024
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