When You Killed Yourself

Your Earthly luggage shackling  

We are snared in sadness here

With bed linens tucked and draperies draped 

I have rubbernecked in waiting through the window

Wandering evermore for that hint of you

Till nonentity surmount to entity

There is nothing to conjure 

I need your love in the mess

Desperate since sixth-sensing that

Sniffing your cologne I’d swear you’re here

I have made it up from nothing

Lately I believe it, too

But reminiscence is not real; a picture in my head

That reminiscence might just do

Until I come be nothing with you

It serves to be your spirit, too

Routine confiding with an emptied room

Opened my mouth but said nothing new

Talking to inanimates since you’ve been gone

I both let go and stay held on

Once the Sun has risen now, I plan to see to that

Down three sets of stairs, to the yard I’ll go

It’s all I have to remember you

This stone will have to do

Reviews

[K.M]

This is a beautifully written poem. There has been 3 suicides in my community this year, and I can totally relate to this poem. This poem brings out deep emotions about loss that everyone has. Thanks for sharing :)
- Kenzie :)