Sunday, August 12, 2018

Left asunder
torn and tattered under the emotional wreckage
alone and barely breathing
bruised and exhausted


No reasons for the pain.
No reasons for the empty space which fills the space where life once existed


There is a hold in my chest
and I'm trying to pull the pieces together but they keep falling through my fingertips like liquid
like rain
like mist so far in the distance dissipating


I'm one with the quiet
but it's so loud it rings in my ear like the decibels left by an explosion
A pain I cannot describe tears at my skin, pulling me apart and leaving me in the blackness of night


The stars above leave no answers for me here
The world is periled in loss
As I watch them fade I am left wondering what is left of this person and how she is still standing
tears on her face as she has to admit that she feels what she will not name


The names do not change the events
the darkness cannot keep out the light
In all of this I am still here
I am here