Sunday, February 26, 2012

These are the Moments

These are the moments
Late in the night
surrounded by darkness
These are the moments
when loneliness flares up like a raging fire
burning everything in its path

My voice sounds through the darkness
no - there is no one to hear me
but still I speak
How I miss the soft replies
the second voice

These moments
I feel my loss differently
It isn't your arms holding me
that haunt me with their absence
No - it is the absolute silence
There are no human sounds
that are not my own.

Talking in your sleep
Whispering unknown prayers
Calling out to me through your pain
Laughter in the midst of anguish
The sounds of your breathing
These are absent
Lost forever
Leaving me

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