Particle Of Breath Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

A bitter end lies within sight, crying softly, crouching
lowly, waiting to let go.

Pain has overwhelmed, drowned all hopes and dreams of
living life freely tomorrow.

There is only a past spread out, casting me into depths
of despair, filling time with darkness in death's open
door.

Time has packed it's bags and left, no longer interested
in what will happen.

Tired of incessant sadness crowding every moment, leaving
nothing - joy and happiness cannot abide within.

Winds of sand form dunes upon the desert of life, forsaking
every particle of breath to lie down and be buried beneath
the heaviness of memories and it's images.