I came for a walk, now I sit with the dead,
Silence, still, a gentle breeze blows in the sun...

When you spot personal growth in yourself.
The calm love is back...

This is not a poem, it is regarding my chronic...
Just thought I'd share...

Please forgive my petulance,
It's not who I'm meant to be...

If I am an old house,
Broken windows, rotted woodwork...

You say, when I say how much I miss you,
It's not as if you don't miss me and want me...

Is out of sight really out of mind?
How hard can it be to find...

I hate how when I'm gone,
It's out of sight, out of mind...

Glorious days I spend with you,
After all this time I am free...

You are the calm in my soul,
When we are apart there is a storm that rages...

Denial, it's not just the name of a river,
It's reaching for a baguette from out of a quiver...

Down, down
Down in the deep...