POEM: New alone.

New alone. 

I miss having a hand to hold 
A bed once warm,
now cold.
Someone to bless me when I sneeze 
I wear solitude with ease. 

A smile to make my day
An embrace, fades away
You held me intact, about to break
I thrive on pain, for no one's sake. 

Guilt is tailored to me,
Remorse, a comfort blanket.
Lightheaded, with a heavy heart
We had a ship 
I sank it.

Jack D. Murphy

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