EMPTY
It's a question I ask myself
as I lay here in the dark
there is nobody or nothing
not even a spark
that can fill
this empty heart

like a poem I once read
about an empty bowl
this empty bowl
that could not hold
one drop of rain
in the searching cold

yet I ponder still
just the same..

where did my life go
was it here
once upon a dream
or has it left but only after
once upon it came
will I only forever
miss its laughter

it's a question I ask myself
as two cardinals fires burn...

love must exist
said one
and in my existence
have I cheated death
said the other
or has love shown
of thine own to another
simply skipped my turn

and so on
giveth away and take
making my last mistake
but don't stretch out your neck
to see hope and all its beauty
turn sadly into my regret

it's a question I ask myself
when I wake up to the cold chill
memories creep up my spine
I search for strength
but just to find
there's bearly a trace
so lonely falls the tear
I can't wipe from my face

a choice I once had
how beautiful life was
clichés you must take heart
before now looks
like it does .

Sarah J Laird Taylor
Jan.10, 2021




















































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