Heather Loster

I loved her, honestly… I still do. The day she left me is a day I will never forget.
Too arrogant to see what was happening, maybe just too stupid to see the signs she was showing me.

What does she mean by "I won’t find her until the snow melts away"?
Why would she, how could she just walk away from 25 years of marriage? What did I do wrong?

It’s been 4 months and still no word.
Spring was here, and my wife was still gone. Life has not been the same since that cold, wintery night.

"No, God No.," I screamed with all my heart. "Why? How? My sweet Angel."
It was my worst nightmare. My children’s mother was forever removed from tehir lives.

Remember me as if I never hurt you. And always remember how much I truely loved you all.
Goodbye… Forever."

I stare blankly at the frigid snow,
Wondering why it was you who had to go.
My friends that care try to make me smile,
When deep inside, I am as lost as a child.

A guardian of the night she shall become,
To avenge the death of her dear loved one.
And when her deed is done,
A price she shall pay.
The life that is her own shall be taken away.

IT’s deep and cold, IT never ends.
I sometimes feel IT against my skin.
Unable to see what’s in front of my face,
IT suffocates my vision.
IT is without light, IT is the darkness within.

More of you is all I want,
More of you is all I need.
It is all I want to see,
It is all I want in my life and dreams.
More of your love,
More of your laughter.
It makes my heart scream, …

Am I beautiful? I’m not so sure.
The only one who thinks so is my adoring husband.
I guess that is all that matters, since he is all I need.
But sometimes I often wonder if others see me tha…

You have other’s who love you,
I know for a fact.
No matter what happens,
I’ll still be your best friend.
Don’t play with that gun,
Go to your children.

Further up my spine.
My brain, It screams,
Don’t stop doing this to me.
I feel, The sweat,
Trickle down the center of my breast.

I laugh and love,
With all my heart,
But my dreams are tearing us apart.
In light and dark,
I see his face,
And to him I feel a disgrace.

500 years ago I was made,
I had a mother and a dad.
But nowhere near normalcy,
Was the intention of my life.
Created for the world to know,
I was meant to be a queen.