Unfinished Poem Poem by KENNETH FORDHAM

I look at an empty page,
Demons attacking, ranting,
Feelings of rage,
My heart no longer beating.

Sunk into a sea of turmoil,
Tranquility no longer being,
Now beneath the subsoil,
No longer seeing.

Days of splendor diminished,
With each breath I take,
Less I am finished,
There is no mistake.

I want for your happiness,
But it kills me inside,
Longing for your caress,
Tears will not subside.

When will the pain be lifted,
When will I live again,
When oh Lord, why me I cried
I cannot finish this …….
I love you.