H Dependency

Sad Moon

How tragic the night I saw you died,
Lifeless and swallowed in all frailty.
How hollow the night I needed to hide -
The guilt and shame of idiocracy.

And when it lingers, its presence stings -
Paralyzing your limbs until none is left...
And when it lingers, no light seem seen,
Across the hospital’s hallway of death.