I stare at the screen a few moments longer, maybe as if waiting for something to happen- nothing.

I sit back and swallow a lump of sadness, when I opened my eyes today I'd hoped that things would be different, or at least that the aching would have subsided; but here somewhere between my grief and what is left of my heart indeed it lives and grows stronger everyday. And so I sit in silence just as I suffer, still waiting and for whatever reason hoping that things will get better. But they never do, and surely if I am granted a moment of happiness it is shortly perpetuated by my own  sorrow. 

   I live

 As I breathe

   As I die

And live no more

A

  zombie

lifeless

but still

living

Empty

but

full

of

grief

Deeply

shallow SO  LOUD!

Forever the silence

wanting   by

of deafened

the      see

one I

thing  that

I'll all

Always by

never  blinded

have