ahhh but you are- A true poet releases pain and seals it in ink.. And this poem is a powerful one.

The Odes have been recording and releasing pain for hundreds of years and this is a classic example. Thank you for sharing.

although you say 'words can never picture the unseen' you mange to describe with finesse, i might add, the sad hollowness of loss.

I was confused by your phrasing 'What is it worth of?' - to me, if this was tweaked to read "of what is it worth? this would scan. You may have a deeper meaning for this and so the question is more cerebral than me.

Take care.