Revisiting my thoughts: Poem from within [Vol 4] *RE-EDITS IN PROGRESS*

Sleeping in Japan

I was out here throwing darts with my baby.

We were sleeping in Japan.

Saw the world of lights flash before us.

With you holding my hand.

Called the police when that man harmed you

And took your identity away.

Slowly, you were letting go

Of my now cold hands.

You tried to make yourself seem bigger,

To restore what was lost.

A shell of a man you became.

My sweet man now gone.

I was out here praying for a miracle.

We were restless in Japan.

He felt small at the meetings.

He was shaken from the damage.

My hugs could not heal him.

We're stuck, broken in Japan.

The lights above were still flashing.

Maybe there is still hope

In this journey left.

I hope we can return to our ways.

When we were loving in Japan.

Eyes smiling and laughing.

When we were always holding hands.

Let's hold onto those memories.

For they seem to be all that's left.

My old vision of my man.

Empty is now my hand,

But they are only for you to hold

As we are forever bounded in Japan.