Without you

Where do I even begin
Grasping at each one to imprint in my mind
Each memory I'm desperate to eagerly find.
as much as the bad ones feverishly sting,
I even want those to selfishly cling.
My sleepless nights are with me to often,
alone in our bed, helpless and orphaned.
The nights without you much darker and colder,
Never again will I rest my head on your shoulder.
The beat of your heart that used to put me to sleep,
I felt the last pulse, on your chest I did weep.
I wake each day thinking of you,
Roll over to see no eyes to look into.
The anger I have deep inside of my heart,
is as equal to the pain without you since your depart.
Living without you though so hard to bear,
your no longer in bondage with your wheelchair.....

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