Sitting on the floor clutching my otter and sobbing
Crying me sorrow in the fabric of my comfort animal
I’m crying because I’m alone
I’m crying because my family is gone
Then
I’m crying because he doesn’t love me
I’m crying because every day without him reminds me he’s not here
Like my family
Crying like a child the music plays on
That’s enough of that
He says I think me
He takes the music
And gently silences it
Then I am in the kitchen
Pacing and whispering and still more tears fall
There’s no handle in this safe
I go to check the mail which hasn’t arrived
I still say I’m okay
I’d still say I’m okay
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