Empty Heart Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Slowly, steadily, pacing self down roads of a direction-
less existence, empty heart, empty house, death having
taken everything that mattered in our lives.

Solitary feelings being held closely in broken hearts,
nothing to hold onto, feelings and emotions are totally
numb and never allowed to shed tears.

Thoughts falling by the wayside, nothing to do but hide
from the patterns of this earthly life, hoping to be
let go of once and for all.