I am no one in the aftermath
Of mayhem and heartbreak
Within the finality of death
I hide within my wounds
I hide in my dysfunction
My sense of loss and wonder
Knowing full well I’m a corpse
The remains of heavenly love
I am the end result of a tragedy
– never acknowledged
And memories that surface like an unwanted surprise party
I cry while driving in my car wind in my hair
Sobs from the weary
The gut wrenching
The warrior
The invisible
Time doesn’t heal the un-healable
Time doesn’t fade the un-mistakable
Time creates a vacuum to be lost in

I am no one in the aftermath of you.

©2019 TrilbyYates