Every night you’re trying to come home

I wake up warm from dreams ,yet all alone
Every night you’re trying to come home
The shattering loss made splinters  of my bones

Bandaged like a mummy, am I born?
In the dream you hold my hand and run
I wake up from  these anxious  themes alone

I’ve still  got your ashes and the urn,
Where are you and what have  you become?
Your shattering loss  has scattered all my bones

Now I sleep and rest with turned off phones
I  can’t bear impingements,I ache sore.
I wake up from  the anxious dreams   alone

Inside my soul, from Other love I’m torn
Afflicted,disconnected, from my core
The shattering  of my world makes me forlorn

I think I hear your foot step by the door
My heart by a sharp dagger once more gored
I wake up slow from dreams I am alone
The  fearful loss fragmented  my heart’s home.