"Him"

I weave my hands together

I mask my tortured face

The rose between my fingers

Not meant for poise or grace.

There's darkness all around me

Though it's a very sunny day

A cloak of sadness shrouds me

That reflects the warming rays.

I sink onto my knees before a headstone

Dark and gray

My arms have sunken to my sides

The rose has gone astray.

I try to hold them back and then

I clench my fists in shame

As salty tears flow down my cheeks

Like rivers filled with pain.

Before he died I hadn't thought

It'd come to this one day.

And now he's gone, gone from my life

Though I will remember him all the same.