Unfamiliar

Life is unfamiliar since your unexpected leave.
Faces that once cared for me seem delighted I’m aggrieved.
Strangers that were harmless with their own lives too attend,
seem to plot and plan against me though I try not to offend.

The Monsters that would always hide at the corner of my vision,
play havoc with my home and thoughts and undermine all my decisions.
My nimble fingers that once were blessed to do many tasks with ease,
are now painful and misshapen by incurable disease.

Late night thoughts while awaiting sleep once used for hopes and dreams,
are now invaded by the Demons and I can’t sleep from my silent screams.
Yes, life is unfamiliar since you went away...
I spend each day with grief and tears and I’ve forgotten how to pray.


Comments:
 
Rinskinski   Rinskinski wrote
on 2/1/2010 4:00:00 AM
Lynda, this poem is heartbreaking. I can tell it's very personal. Sometimes moving on is too hard to accept. You speak from the soul.

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