Sep 2016
As the wind blows the cries get louder...Every time piercing The ear drum further and further like a sharp needle until it finally reaches my inner core...
Cries of despair and sorrow from a recently lost loved one that has come to torment my soul for eternity.
My heart Cries out like a wolf to the moon, howling louder and louder but never able to reach it.
Our souls forever yearning and in despair, never able to be complete, never able to be whole again.
Without each other we are only half a soul, half a heart, half alive.
Forever in torment, neither living nor dead until we meet again and our souls become one, our hearts become whole and we feel alive again, but until then we will sit here as the wind blows.
Cries of despair and sorrow from a recently lost loved one that has come to torment my soul for eternity.
My heart Cries out like a wolf to the moon, howling louder and louder but never able to reach it.
Our souls forever yearning and in despair, never able to be complete, never able to be whole again.
Without each other we are only half a soul, half a heart, half alive.
Forever in torment, neither living nor dead until we meet again and our souls become one, our hearts become whole and we feel alive again, but until then we will sit here as the wind blows.
