Sunday, July 17, 2022

Silent

 


she stands but even now she wonders if she's alone

she hesitates to stay as she looks back at what abandoned her

she desires hope nevertheless it continues to be a dissolution


the light is faint yet it is evident, still she continues to waver


she desires to remove her belongings and leave them behind

even now they continue to find their way back


it seeps through her pores though she has fought to extract the remnants out

 yet still they beckon


she is haunted deep in her bones by what has been lost

but she still cannot severe the pull





  In the secret  in the quiet place I am here.  I am being forced to listen, but yet I am writing instead.  I want to hear what needs to be ...