WITH DEEP SENSE OF LOSS

 When your loved one dies in your arm

And you stare as life gently slips.

You'll feel the world at stand still

And hate that its moving on

When your loved one dies behind your back

Separated by distance and time

You'll know the taste of betrayal

Lustful longings will not match your longing

To be properly explained to.

If you ever lost a loved one

And have to act like you're strong

Then the real meaning of this phrase

 Will be then bare to you. 

"With deep sense of loss" 

Because the void is too hallow

And you are floating underneath

Whilst they keep flying away

Leaving you things immobile.

When you stand by a loved ones grave

And watch the sand land with a thud

The sound of covering will awaken you

To a reality you're yet to know.

When you miss a dead loved one

And they no longer talk to you

You'll know it's time to fuck the world.

Its plea and subtle cajoling to stay another day

And take the next flight home. Or the Void.

It's me.

Chines Zoe