Ian Copestick


I go through
every day as
if I am a zombie,
one of the living
In fact, that sums
up exactly how I
feel. Hypnotized,
going through the
I have a big photo
of Karen that I
keep by my bed.

Every few days
I will wake up
enough to start
screaming, and
crying, " How
could you do this
to me, babe ?
How could you
leave me to face
this awful world
alone ? "

Then, thank God
I go back into my
trance, and nobody
knows how I really
feel, they all think
that I'm doing well.

But I know, and
Karen's photo

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