Sorrow
When all the tears have been shed
nothing remains except the emptiness
like the coldness of space, or a breathlessness
filling your head with panic, shame, and dread.
When all the family have left
and no one remains but you
like an astronaut in space, or a broken rendezvous
making your heart lonesome, isolated, and bereft.
When all the help-books have been read
nothing remains except confusion
like a fork in the road, or a delusion
your mind is lost, spinning, and brain dead.
When all the lawyers have been paid
nothing remains but the settlement
like who has the kids, or who pays the rent
leaving you frayed, played, and betrayed.
When all the promises are broken
Nothing remains but nasty words spoken
Like “Damn you,” “Asshole’ and the kids are woken
You leave, with nothing except pride, but it will all soak in.