Death of a love

Before its time

A painful existence

For this heart of mine

In a place of light

An immutable fight

The shadow of love

Creeps along

Beside me constantly

Always stretching taller

The shadow of love

Seeps within me

A growing mass

Never becoming smaller

So that when I loved

I felt so much fear

Because the shadow

Was always near

And it harbored


And befriended

Anxiety and madness

Come take a stroll

Beyond the sleepy knoll

The tombstone by the willow tree

is shawled with a soft moss

Brush it off and you’ll see

The shadow of love is loss

(the loss of me)