Missing Space

Slowly turning, spinning in circles

The sky keeps coming down

The clouds seem heavy on my back

The days keep me bound

Darkness covers the endless sky

And all I can feel is a missing space

Emptiness in a spot once so full

My mind becomes this endless abyss of thoughts

Of dreams that will and some that won’t come true.

As the candle dims, I wonder where my angel is…

I wonder where my perfect contentment in my life has gone

And why I suddenly feel the abandonment of my own soul.

An ageless worry that runs the path of the longest road in my mind

Destined to the blackened river of endless tears

And flowing through the beautiful light of one’s beautiful eyes.

I close my eyes and fall onto my back

Draining out all the sounds that cause so much confusion

Forget to breathe, forget to see, forget everything

Lay here, on the ground….facing the world ….

I close my eyes, and sigh.

Grb

7/11