Sonnet 2 'I Am a Broken Man Without a Home'

I am a broken man without a home*, My teeth don't feel right... and I sometimes shake. There is a difference, now that you are gone. Of all these, only pain keeps me awake: Sunsets, cold breezes, heat, and pain, and time... Of all of these, just pain keeps me awake! I have a scurvy mood, and there's no lime... And I am dumb and blind and full of ache. ...And yet, I dream, and Live and Love to Sing! I go outside, am struck! I can't stay numb! I pray like Joy's my only steadfast thing! I bleed, and hurt, stumble... my Voice goes dumb... But none of these can equal your sweet Smile! And so, I'll stop, and SEE it, for a while! *NOTE: For Honesty's sake: I am not homeless, AF