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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