Love, Depression, and the Overlap

Grieving for the Living

How do you deal with grieving for someone

Who didn't die?

Flickers of you appear

As a painful reminder of

How much of you is embedded in me

Splinters of you stick in me

Sharp pangs of misery

Because this flimsy existence

With you

Is done.

And I'll resign myself to be here,

Caring for you,

Or whoever you become,

While I continue to neglect myself and what I need,

And I try to figure out who taught who

To treat me like this.