Now that you are gone, life doesn't seem to be the same,
all what you left me in is melancholy & ache,
which has left room for nothing other than inhaling,
Beholding my life scattered into millions of pieces, not healing.
Irrespective of efforts I make to wrap things up, nothing helps me put myself together since you have ripped me.
When I look back, there is no one holding back on me.
And, now that you are gone, every night my eyes cry and other times my heart.