My Girl Has Died, My Girl

Artwork by Karen Arnold 

Death is life afterwards

A train that climb down

Backwards

Maneuvering every speed, it held

Dead leaves cover me in every sight

Beg on to cease mourning but

I can’t

Day is night, everyday

Life is death in black and white

Time is mirror, left is

Right

I understand now, my girl has died

Behind the Invisible, very far away

Light and shadow are in constant

Fray

They crave my girl, I worship their grave

Wrong and Opposite, none is fair

Selfishness blind mean of us being

There

I only write, write to release my fever

Love and hate, perfect imperfections

Two egoists with one bread to equal

Portions

They both hurt to heal, heal to kill

Now that I am alone I but recite

Underneath my heart are harsh words of

Dispute

Glory’s to my pen, Reign to my world