I wrote this a while ago as I was trying to deal with all that is going on. Poetry is something I used to love to do, and I think it got eaten away by my care-giving codependency over the years. But it does help me cope....
Lonely Shadows
In the quiet shadows,
Of my lonely bed,
I flit between my thoughts,
And dreams within my head,
I ponder all the tears I've cried,
Mistakes that I have made,
And despise my broken soul,
For the price that we have paid,
But then I think of your sweet smile,
The smell of your flowing hair,
Eyes of green with golden flecks,
And it pushes back despair,
No matter what may lay ahead,
On this road I now trod alone,
I will always have my memories,
Kept deep within my soul,
I'll think of you quite often,
And wonder where you are,
What other arms may hold you,
Who resides within your heart,
Do you think of me at all now,
Or are the memories only mine,
To flip through and be my company,
As I drift away in through time,
Tonight I lay here thinking,
Of the love that once was true,
And drift asleep to dreaming,
Of my memories of you....
-The Raven- (My pen name from long ago)