The Loss

I lost you today
it’s different this time.
How do you chase a thought away,
when doing so would be a crime?

Do I paint you a different color,
to blend you from my sight?
Or is that a new creation,
of such a horrible fright?

Because you’d still be there,
and I’d always be wondering,
If you still were aware
the pound in my heart thundering.

Do I think of someone killing me,
hoping for the manifest?
To take away the nights
of thoughts beating on my chest?

I’ve never had so much passion,
through tears I cannot see.
What’s my scheduled reaction,
what’s the proper way to be?

Where are you now, God
to wipe away my tears?
Will this trial of tribulation
really last for seven years?