gone

[idontknow15]

I feed off of your memory
It's the only thing keeping you alive
I dream of white roses
The aroma prompts your sweet serenity
Life has become stagnant without you here
I feel your voice in the wind
Far and near
A chill in my heart wont seem to leave
It creeps up my soul and pours into my dreams
Your existence was my ecstasy

[desiresjab]

Poems are supposed to be posted over in the Personal Poetry section, I believe.

Yours is heavy. I understand. Been there.

Off of is a school marm's nightmare and has to go. But that may not matter, for I feel you need to find the ironic inversion which has her memory feeding off you. At the least, you should drop the of in the first line, then you have a poem. It is easy to relate to and conveys its feeling.

[PeachSodaLover]

hi My reply in the form of a poem! Although life is shallow/And stagnant/We know we are here .