Postpartum

I wrote these two poems in December of last year......

" The end is the beginning "

Deprivation of love,
Callus emotion set in stone,
Words no longer had meaning,
Actions non existent.

My life was black and white,
Broken, disfigured heart of lies,
The truth hurt too much to admit,
After math separation arise.

I drink you in like my last glass of water,
Hurting within, fearing this ship will go under,
Open my eyes, prove to me light exists,
I can't let the darkness inside lose us in the mist.

"Feel alone"

It's cold inside,
Loneliness hasn't got the best of me yet...
The tears I cry, lack the saline I can't produce..

Ships have sailed and left me here,
Stranded on an island, survival on my side,
If I keep fighting, will this dream I wake ever exist?