Better Days: When Your Love Has Moved Away

Long, deep, unchallenged behavior, festering from years of neglect.

Unwrapped wounds that ooze and patter against the soiled ground after each step.

The messy room, the fungied toe, the memory loss, the wanton woe.

This mind, this body that sits and stares, puzzled with deep thoughts, after she decides to go.

The sudden shift, the shattered gift, of life lived in sheltered bliss.

Avalanche of tears, it sinks in, who you’ve been and where you’ve sinned.

She leaves, her shadow disappears, and you’re left with how you really appear.