Loss

Through out my life, there is a feeling of loss. 

Too many relationships buried. Lost friends, lost lovers, lost family. 

The embers and smoke are still alive from all those burned down bridges. 

Some perished through the waves of time, others way before their time. The more we further down, the greater the chance of loss.

I guess I should say old age makes it better, but it would be a lie. 

To lose, to have lost, loss... 

The silence and emptiness, the void. Death. 

I will not mourn you, even though in a certain way, I already do...

Every day... 

For the rest of my life. 

Loss... 

Author's Note

A few words about loss.

Reviews

[mou]

'...all those burned down bridges ...' -- the heavy weight of those relationships, people, or times that still make their way through memories or tears... You have penned it eloquently!
-mou

[The_Ancient_Rock]

Thank you for your awesome review and for taking the time to read my work, dear poetess.
Yes, loss can be a recurring theme in my works.
So glad you enjoyed it.
Take good care mou.
😄