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The Fading Warmth of Love
Since the beginning of October was the last time I was sober,
And I can feel the end getting closer, creeping slowly behind my shoulder.
I am only growing older, and my heart only grows colder.
Because there is no warmth like there was when I would hold her.
Cover me beneath the last grains of sanity.
Remember me now for what remains of my vanity.
Hold me close to your soul, so I can refrain from vanishing.
Or starve me from your memory and sustain the famishing.
Pain of Loss
It's incredible isn't it, the pain of loss and the emptiness that remains after your heart is gone. And yet because of it we can write these words that move even the hardest of souls. Hold on to that feeling and keep writing. Your pain is not the end, but the beginning of a new chapter. Thank you for sharing.