My dearest
has forgotten
everything and
everyone.
"The tiniest casket you make will do".
And when he was done he left.
She asked, "Am I dying?"
He lied.
Soul mate's fury.
Revolting, severing,
massacring spirit.
Addiction robs your children of your love.
That unique voice ceased. Nothing replaces it.
Oxygen mask removed
She whispered
Goodbye love
The end came before I could live.
He promised
it would
never happen
again.
