Saturday, March 16, 2013

Grief

 
I am alive, but not living,
I am breathing, but dead inside.
A heart, still beating,
Yet no hope within is found. 

I can see, but have no vision,
With ears that hear no joyful sound.
Hands without feeling,
Feet with no direction, bound.

Aimless do I wander,
Through streets of sorrow and despair.
Seeking for a future,
But finding only memories there. 

Why can't I see the Light,
That leads me ever homeward?
Am I doomed to dark of night,
Because you are no longer here?

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