Struggling from Outside to Inside

Struggling from Outside to Inside


The oak
In my backyard
Holds twisted rope and wood,
My brother’s memorial site
Alive.

Window
Second floor room,
I gaze through glass crying
One year past, that day’s clear blue sky
My eyes.

This room
Dark and silent
Shared dreams, hope and comfort
Always been with me since the womb
Spacious.

My heart
Broke in quarters
Sluggish arrhythmic pump
“How can I live without you here?”
My soul.

I feel
Alone, cold, lost
The ending should be near
“I won’t fail us and be dead weight.”
Nothing.



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