There's Nothing Left Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Thinking about all our private and intimate conversations
that we've had in our lives here on earth together.

Now they are treasured memories and nothing more can be
heard from your heart or lips.

Your silence is so complete, continuing to rule my life,
such a total and empty void where you used to reside in
my heart.

Nothing there now, except my heart's memory of what it used
to feel like when I was with you.

There are only drops of tears, tearing my mind to shreds,
shards of them cutting my soul, nothing more that I can
do.

Never again able to hold or kiss you, your being has been
taken from me by death.

Loss fills my being now, there is nothing left of me with
out you.