Was it to protect me from your final moment?
Did you hear the distant bell?
I wish I had seen the omen,
That you weren't doing well.

They say I should have been over this sometime ago,
I hope that this ache will never fade, though.
As grief is love with nowhere to go.
#leggypoem

Can you see how my heart bleeds?
A rushing river of wants and needs.
How could it be, stitches undone?
When at last a battle I fought was won.
But what happens next, after all is said?
Where do I go when my heart is rend?
And my emotions pour out.

#leggypoem

This is a more sad one

#leggypoem

When the grey lingers overlong,
Reminding me of all the wrong,
Will you hold me still and stay?
At least for the whole of today?
I know it is not easy,
Grey skies mean tumultuous storms.
And rocking the boat of my forms
Will leave anyone queasy.
#leggypoem

My body yearns for touch
A hug, a hand to hold.
I don't think it's too much,
To not want to be in this cold.

Lay a hand gentle to my frame,
give weight to my unsteady heart.
Help to ease my stupid brain
And stop it from falling apart.
Embrace me in the night,
Tell me it will be alright.
#leggypoem

Will you sew on new patches
To cover my tears?
Make sure the thread matches,
As you hem my fears

Unstitch what no longer serves me,
Patch wounds from years ago.
Will you Look back at the job with glee,
And smile at me as if you know,
I'll be alright.
#leggypoem

Oh to burn so grossly incandescent,
To be as glamorous as the sky at night.
To burn up all of my essence
To afford some small comfort of light.
Star Child arise from your bed.
There is no time for dread,
Rouse your emembers again
And find your place to attend.
#leggypoem

Imagine with me if you can,
Closing that awful distance.
That no matter what space may span,
We may share our existence.

That in a simple call or wave
You'd come and spend but all the day.
You'd fill in the void of longing
With laughs and cheers and good belonging.

#Leggypoem

Sometimes I look back at myself
The infinite versions of myself
Dead and buried,
To pave road for the new me.
How many versions were erased,
All from some simple choice?
Do the ghosts of yesteryear,
Resent me for the present?
If I look ahead will ghosts linger there too?
#Leggypoem