Laura Price
The despair almost tangible
The loss unfathomable
The doubt insurmountable
Gone
The grief over nothing
The ache of blackness
Drawing you into the void
Alone
The sun has eclipsed
All joy sucked away
The pain, the unknown
Am I enough? Am I too much?
With enough thought? Not enough love?
Can I meld all the pieces together
Repair each shred of soul?
If I will it, will it happen
Will it swallow me whole?
Only in the dark days
The quiet times
The alone space
Does the mind talk
Does the heart listen
Do I lose myself
A black hole
Plunging all into darkness
I am nothing
I am empty
I don’t exist
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