Love Alone
The hardest thing I have had to do,
Is try to live alone without you.
The day you left and closed the door,
My heart broke, never to be as before.
My soul, warn and weary, is less than whole,
For the cost of my love, I pay the toll.
Each box a painful memory,
Of how far you’ll always be.
No hope reflected in your eyes,
As you listen to my wracking cries.
I come before you, myself laid bare,
But no love for me do you have to spare.
More pain, than love, laid dead,
My best friend, lover, and soul has fled.
~ Wesley Gomes, April 12th, 2011
The Road to Liberation 