Void Poem by Sandra Feldman

Here I am,
Alone,
Without a sound, almost unborn,
A lonely tear flows down my cheek,
Making me feel more sad and weak.

Silence,
A dark clad drone,
That makes me think, I'm just a stone,
That makes me feel much more alone.

Movement,
The metal cold hands of a clock,
The hours strain like grains of sand,
The earth becomes a stranger's land,
Never again will you be near,
All that is left are tears and fear.