Tearful Image Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

A picture hanging on the wall - no one here at all.
Only memories alive within my mind.
The real person has died and left only an image to
dwell on once in a while.
Life continues to pass by with no care or thought of
how we feel - emptiness is left deep inside.
Feelings haven't died, only the way in which we dealt with
them before - when we were one-on-one - in person.
Now it's just me talking to your image on the wall,
with no response at all.
Only my tears falling because I miss you so and can't tell
you anymore, 'I love you! '
It's not right! It isn't fair!
Death shouldn't be able to have so much
power over someone I love.