Sunny Lixxie

Mine is a body that should die at sea!
  And have for a grave, instead of a grave
Six feet deep and the length of me,
  All the water that is under the wave!

And terrible fishes to seize my flesh,
  Such as a living man might fear,
And eat me while I am firm and fresh,--
  Not wait till I've been dead for a year!

World full of people,
but none like you.
Your space never filled.
Him, family, friends,
searching every corner i could.
Foolish of me to believe,
i'd find a love like yours.
Never valued you when you were here,
and now as every day passes 
the pain just keeps building up.
Did stupid things to feel better,
but only made it worse.
They say "you will forget as time passes"
but only we know how it really feels.
Hating shopping because 
its always a mother and daughter thing.
Realizing everyday how it would all be better with you here.
Neither would he have suffered nor would I.
Its empty, the house is empty.
So is the heart and mind.
Not knowing what to do and how to live,
we still manage to push ourselves day and night.

I am a writer, but I don’t make the words
I simply direct them like sheep in a herd
Sometimes an outpouring    
Sometimes they are mined
Sentences rough, needing cut
And like clay, needing molded
Lapidarist, a potter, a shepherd, a poet
Word are but a medium, a way to make art
And yet they’re the window to see straight to my heart

See 
It talks to me night and day 
And I promise  
I’m not crazy 
At least not like people might say 

Or maybe I am 
But who knows 

I know one thing that I have decided 
I will stay  
Until my dying day 

So let me talk 
Even if I may seem crazy 
Because I'm a human being 

And sometimes where It’s at 
Gets a little hazy