Life Spills Over With Emptiness
I grieve for tarnished stars that dim within my sight
and for the haloed moon that no longer glows at night.
Since he's no longer with me, my heart has grown cold.
I miss the tenderness of his touch, his hand to hold,
and shadows have replaced the warmth of sunlight.
Loneliness has become overwhelming and now I fear
I will never cease crying and drying yet another tear.
My heart is wounded. There's no denying or concealing
the sorrow and agony that my eyes must be revealing.
I wish I'd known his ardent words had not been sincere.
Foreboding is the silence that screams. Life's gone awry.
I shiver lying in bed while my heart keeps asking, "Why?"
The only sound I hear is the rush of waves upon the sea,
ebbing with my sighs, and flowing, they crash over me.
My eyes "to weep the tears that never learn" not to cry.
Life is spilling over with emptiness. It's barren and dark.
The only voice I hear is the mournful trilling of a lark.
In solitude, I watch rain fall from my window and weep
when memories come unbidden to me, denying sleep.
Forlorn, the longing within me is both desolate and stark.
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