Opened Door
By Me, Michelle H. aka Naila Moon
copyrighted 1/9/2021
All rights reserved
But you were not there.
An emptiness enveloped me
Before I could close it again.
Loneliness of time gone by
Broke me in half.
Words.
Images.
Places.
Romance.
All gone
Within a whoosh.
I looked for help to the walls of my room
But nothing struck back at me.
Self.
Isolation.
Depression.
I grasped the door knob
Hoping for some relief from the pain.
Grief.
Anger.
Bargaining.
Acceptance?
No.
But in the end
I will close the door.
And start over.
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