
Without your love, I’m nobody I know.
Our inter-self, dismembered, broke apart
Give me courage on the journey slow
In good time , we lose our self in flow
To be self-conscious makes shame rule the heart
Without your love, I’m nobody I know.
Do we have no self when partners die?
Bewildered, can I find the way to start?
Give me courage on the journey slow
Where is my best path to discover
The way to mend a self, holed by grief’s darts?
Without your gaze, I’m nobody I know
Like a ship strikes rocks deep down below
I risk getting hit without some charts
Give me courage on the journey slow
Will I know myself when new betrothed
To mirrors unfamiliar to me old?
Without your love, I’m nobody I know.
Give me courage in the darkness gross.

Palpable. I sense the fear to move forward. Nice poem.