*Today became sad for me,
emptiness my feeling inside.
So dark this place, the hallways I pace,
within my own mind. Examining each file with care.
Searching for what is apparently
beyond my control.
Now a little speck of light has shined through,
the vision is dark.
I realized today, that in life,
many memories have a greater effect,
but with a hard sharper edge that cuts extra deep.
Down through the bone, straight to the soul.
I died a little today,
a little more than yesterday.
Moments in life, child,
divorce, accidents, spousal dispute or perhaps death.
It has come to my conscious mind
that with each tragic event
a small piece of us dies.
Which would explain why I feel dead inside.*
Jan 15, 2016
Jan 15, 2016 at 12:18 AM UTC
*Today became sad for me,
emptiness my feeling inside.
So dark this place, the hallways I pace,
within my own mind. Examining each file with care.
Searching for what is apparently
beyond my control.
Now a little speck of light has shined through,
the vision is dark.
I realized today, that in life,
many memories have a greater effect,
but with a hard sharper edge that cuts extra deep.
Down through the bone, straight to the soul.
I died a little today,
a little more than yesterday.
Moments in life, child,
divorce, accidents, spousal dispute or perhaps death.
It has come to my conscious mind
that with each tragic event
a small piece of us dies.
Which would explain why I feel dead inside.*
