I
Am
So tired.
Living
Without him
Is exhausting
In
Every way.
I work
Hard
Every day
To create a
New life
And it takes
Every damn bit of
Energy to
Do that because
Really (shhh, it’s a secret)
I don’t
Give a damn about
Creating
A new life
Without him
But
I’m supposed to
Care and
I have to support myself
So….
I do what I need
To do but
Honestly
I’m fucking tired
And I wonder where
The FUCK did
My passion for life go?
Trying to
Get back that passion
Exhausts me
All over again.
Being a
Widow….
It sucks the big one.