RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Mind Playing Tricks - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Heart beating incessantly, hoping that I will again
hear yours as you lie next to me.
Yet, it is only my mind playing tricks on me, making
me think I'm going insane.
Not having anything to hold onto in life anymore, I
cannot justify it, there's nothing to live for.
Prayers continually going unanswered, candles burning
out without any answers being arrived at.
Desires still rise within, yet end up dying, because
I no longer have you to help me fulfill them.
Exercising futility in depths of being, lengthening
shadows holding the portent of my spirit within them.
Darkness breaking into the light of every day, covering
over sunshine I used to see when with you, my love.
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