She Is Gone Poem by Kasia Fedyk

He just set there, in the darkness, candle on his desk almost burned out, the wax around the candle's white frame dripping on the desk, the flame weak, barely there just enough to illuminate his pale skin, the glow penetrating deep into his jet black eyes, shimmering, providing just a touch of light into the doorway of his soul, a glimpse of his whole life flashed like a lightening in the motionless expression of this mirror, chills went down my spine as I stood next to him, watching,
his hands fell down like bricks to his sides, the letter he must have read a million times on the floor soaked, the blue ink like a mosaica only tears could create,
He was paralyzed, his breathing hallow, his whole life finished,
she is gone, she is gone'............