I cry for you. My pillow painted, cold teardrops weep,
A familiar smell, scented memories I choose to keep.
I ache for you. My heart burns, she’s sleeping right now,
Turn my head, smile sweetly, and find ways to cope somehow.
I look for you. My eyes hazy, focus slowly lags behind,
Walk steps unbalanced; reach out for a hand I do not find.
I gasp for you. My lungs empty, they’re now without cause,
Sunlight chases the horizon, stop, rewind and press pause.
I feel for you. My fingers tingle, touched on silky skin,
Perception is lost, abstract from the world we live in.
I scream for you. My words reflect, thoughts that lurk around,
Swept away, dazed, waves crash and I have drowned.
I die for you. My body limp, soulless shell been buried deep,
Deaths door opened, and I stumble, alone I take the leap.