The Woman Woke like an Orphan

The sense of loss and mourning before loss.

The woman woke like an orphan

Or anything else that comes with

The heaviness of heart

That only loss can give you

She woke like a great fire had taken everything

And she did not know how she would feed herself

Where she would lay her head after

The sun sets.

But one look around

His small 2 bedroom apartment

Told her this was merely a half truth

And that she was merely in a state

of mourning

For the body growing stranger

And more shadowed next to her.