Bereaved Sadness

Awakened by the heavy rain falling on my roof,
Cold and shaking in the damp morning.
Trying to escape the weight of darkness,
but the shades don't fade.
You bereaved me of my sadness only to give it back.
I turn down my eyes, unable to look at you.
The things I've seen set in motion
this downwards emotional spiral.
I never thought it possible
but my bleeding heart is a constant reminder.
Reminded of the pain of loss,
I sit and waste away in the corner.
Deprived of the light that soon will shine,
I carry on on borrowed time.
But on the inside I wither in darkness.