It wasn’t until you were gone
That I realized I was alone;
A lonely loner to be precise.

It’s a constant war between body and mind
Versus a heartache, it felt like I stubbed
my tiny toe on a foggy winter’s day

It wasn’t long after days went by
That I mourned your death
missed your smile,
longed for your presence,
felt your absence;
Silence gone too loud.
I hope you come around;
In my dreams maybe.
To make this house feel like home,
Once more;

To vacuum
This cloud of void in me and,
Calm the voices that comes,
With nightmares soon
After darkness approaches.