No Earthen Cares Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Erasing lifetimes with sorrow's face, taking time
away from daily living as I find no comfort.
Lining my mind's pockets with lace and velcro,
trying to hold on to some sort of familiar justice.
Folding in on self, focusing away from gentle tears
in pillows of sacrifice.
Wondering what will come about on successive days
without any thought process carrying on.
Surviving on rafts of throw away pieces of wood,
hoping to travel beyond life's borders on edges of
tunnel's entranceways.
Finding solace on sides of mountains as I fall from
them onto the ground below with no more cares left
me on earth.