" How many days I've been too close to tears
Dread worry permeating every pore
When days turn into weeks, then months to years
A greyness shrouds all sunshine from my core
Turn first to family-- they're no longer there
least not a part of any world I know
So fractured cries unto the heavens: "WHERE?!"
Their silence seems a final, crushing blow.
In total emptiness, continue on
Not ready to cross over, be that free;
Still something here I know I'm called to do
I have to will the greyness fade, let Dawn
Evaporate that shield of misery:
SHE ALSO CRIES TO MAKE ONE SOUL OF TWO. "
by jMc aka Cygnus 24 Aug 2008
Health and farewell!
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