RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Gold Star - 123,217 Points (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

Sunset's Empty Shell - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

The beauty of this night will not last beyond morning.
I too will no longer be alive, lying in a shallow grave of
my own making.
Nothing to stop me, no one to help, in a desolate place I
will lie down and put my body out of sight.
Walled into a tomb by a person I had thought cared a little
and now know it wasn't true at all.
Life has been spent, totally given in every respect, now
but an empty shell in the land of the living.
Bringing home no more clues or poetry on the nature of life
or on it's passing.
From now on there will be no more to gather or seek from me
for I will have died forsaken, forlorn, alone, body broken
in two - broken heart and broken spirit - broken bones.
Limply laid out in the grave of my own making, hidden from
everyone's view.
No one to pick me up - no one to save me from myself, I can
no longer cry or care.
Dying in the sunset of my life tonight, after the darkness
has come to fetch me in it's deathly cold arms.

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

There's a time in everyone's life when someone hurts you to the core of your being and rips your soul. This poem is the result of feeling
that hurt. Written last year - 2012.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, February 1, 2013



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