Daughter's Heartache (Fr. Aida Azzopardi)

I feel alone This space in my heart is hurting It's a hole that yr love has left The emptiness I try to fill it With food and poetry is an enduring vortex No matter what I do, to not think about you Carries a burden I wish to leave There's things like a memory making the pain increase And the tears will not stop I ache in darkness with no one's help To relieve the sadness I wander through the days idly; listening to gibberish Understanding the words that have lost their meaning I am clueless on what being sad Only the night makes sense For yr spirit comforts me in my dreams In the morning, words become gibberish once more And yr spirit's hugs are untouched