Baggage

I miss him like an addict misses his poison,
A child it’s Mother, there is no other.
My mind is overdrawn, automatic liar,
I should retire,
Tragedy is my junk, I’m hooked,
Remove it, I’m sunk,
Totally empty, ugly drunk,
Visually impaired, I’m not so rare.

 

Like pen to paper the memories flow
No greater seed you’ll ever sew,
You taught me how to love and hate,
You and I, we could relate,
Fucked up together,
I bear our scars,
A miniature mortuary,
I am your tomb.
You wanted to die.

 

I contrived to keep you alive,
You had the decency to survive.
You are so close, I could touch you,
Reach out, admit defeat,
You are my aggressive reflection,
The vacant stare beyond repair.

 

You left my life
But never my head,
I do not bleed or cease to believe,
You were beautiful,
I owe you everything,
All this baggage belongs to you,
Come and collect it,
Rid me of this tiresome burden.