And the word keeps turning

when you lose someone its hard because it seems there is no one that truly cares for your pain. dedicated to mittens who died a gruesome, preventable, dark death.

Sleep my beloved

all will be well

for when you wake

your pain shall disappear

You shall be whole

Sleep my beloved

while I cry bitter tears

Your pain is fading

mine is just beginning

You shall be whole

while I am ripped apart

left to pick up the pieces

of your loss alone

no one understands or

no one really cares

Sleep my beloved

and know you were cherished

each day we spent together

in sunshine or rain

and while the world turns

my wounds will be slow to heal

the one in my heart

will be aching for you

I will sleep my beloved

and when I shall wake

together we'll be in my dreams

and I will forget my pain for awhile 

and just enjoy your presence

Let's sleep my beloved

for the pain is just too great

so that I can tell you 

in person just how much

I truly did love you

Author's Note

its a free verse poem. doesn't have to rhyme