Shattered

Found scrawled and smeared on a lonely scrap of paper
found crumpled and discarded on the edge of the street:




What do I do without you?
What are you doing without me?

Since you've gone,
the wind howls,
the clouds roll in,
I can barely hear the silence
over the screaming of the rain.

The silence you left with me,
When you left me.
With only the wind.
The clouds.
The rain.

What do I do without you?
What do I do without the pain?

Mirrors lying broken on the floor,
Doors open -
Can't step through anymore.

Don't know who I am,
Only who you want me to be.

What do I do without you?
What do I do without me?