Empty Island Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Stranded on an empty island of grief, nothing to be done,
expressions of sadness flowing like tides of the ocean,
waves rising and falling.

Paying attention to pain and heartache that are within,
alone since you were taken in the throes of death,
solitarily living in dreams of yesterday when together.

Looking ahead, seeing nothing but self filled with the
emptiness of losing you, how can life continue without
your love to hold and support my love.

There's nothing in life that can fill the void and it's
loneliness your passing has dug into this heart so un-
mercifully.