Crying out

I miss you
in no articulate way
no civilized words for now
and though my lips curl around their mournful sounds
My heart, through a ragged hole, howls, Why? and What If?
and
I'm lonely, lonely, I'm lonely
Now there is nothing to do but put my wailing child to bed
and wait..
for reason or a numbing sleep to overtake this grief
grief that is unquietly working over all the little broken things

poem by Lil Heyden
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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