Silence Beginning Within Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Pictures hanging upon otherwise empty walls, painted
in pastel colors of death.

Colors having no where to be placed within, vibrancy
of a rainbow has fallen from the skyway of my heart
and mind.

Total desolation having been placed within my being,
watching for an exit, hoping to escape this imaginary
place where one waits for death to make it's move.

Never any warning, just holding and disappearing with
my body's spirit, no saying goodbye my sweetheart, just
being left with the emptiness of parting sorrow hovering
over me.

Silence beginning within, no ending to it's horrendous
stillness of death where no one can ever come back nor
penetrate the eeriness of going into that vast nothing-
ness, unless being resuscitated.