April 28, 2017

She felt as though her days were limitless

Her heart ached, her soul empty

Longing for the once happy life, the sunshine that would make her smile

Laughter, bonding, memories, happiness

Distant, now it was all so distant

What happened?

Why did he take her?

Why did she take herself,

herself away from me?

Now there is little happiness

A simple smile is painful, but she does it anyway

Faking happiness, telling herself she is okay

Xanax numbs the pain,

Alcohol makes living okay,

But inside she is dead.

-PMW