Joke's On Me Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Joke's on me, life has misplaced my memory, no longer
having a place here on earth, living the death of life
now that you're not here with me anymore.

Soothing rhythms following, chasing me, but I run from
them not wanting to be soothed, just wanting to be held
by you and nothing else.

Tears rushing away, trying to hide their grief, but not
being successful, leaving their imprint on my soul with-
out letting me know or say it's alright.

A lonesome time on earth that has no beginnings nor end
in sight, walking blindly through the streets of living
without focusing on anything.