Lost

LOST                                                         20th

Emptiness...can be hollow
You shout... and your voice...
Comes back... in echo and wallow

Lots of space in here... my head unclear
I can move up and down look back and frown

From my footsteps I still see,
the prints leading deep in to gravity,
my heart feels chained, my voice box deranged,
same screams repeatedly! Restless letters on lips
words unspoken,  a cello cracked open...
a melody that sooths no more,
whom once In life...  I did adore

I reached out... I tried...
for you... I would have died
but you pushed me to the side

your casket open wide
my  breath and life you saved
no place... for me to hide
I long for your embrace...
alone... I am left behind
with memories... in my deranged mind!


Simona Jane Hall
Feb 2014