All She Had

He wasn't much
but he was all she had
and without him
she felt like a rudderless ship
directionless
it seemed that everything she'd done
every move in life she'd ever made
had been with him in mind
and now..

Her cries rolled
like a hurricane moving
across the waves of a waterless sea
but no one heard
She kept it all inside
like coffee left too long
in an old percolator
the fury rose and fell
rose and fell
until a useless bitterness
was all there was...

Existence wasn't much
but it was all she had
While other's lived
she survived
day to day
hour by hour
from one senseless moment
to the next
because she didn't know
or couldn't see
or couldn't hear
the possibility
beyond
the him that was
but was no more...