Silence, so much silence its beginning

 to reverberate into loud nothingness

Still so much to stitch back together

With needles, only the sharpest would do

Vast expanse of space now,

No plans, no date marked

Blank pages, nothing much to write about

A book suddenly made blank

Un-inked, wiped out of trace

Words undone

You have already done so much of trying

To claw yourself back into what was

Don't you see the deep red  blood you drew from him?

It is time to leave. 

Muffled sobs because your mother sleeps beside you.

What you wouldn't give to be in an empty house

To cry your eyes out

To live your life out in the never-ending desert

 Searching for what you have lost 

And will never get back

Still the tug of the heart to overcome.