My hopes have faded
Like the dew in the sun
My vision has been washed away in tears .
Like sand on the beach, from the out going tide.
My strength is lost
Like an unmarked tree in the forest
My soul bleeds out
Like the the dye of a new garment
And yet I walk , talk and live
As normal as rain is wet

Written by E. M. Rushton
September 2018