pouring out words to express these tears that continue to flow...
Shattered Heart
Late at night, when no sound is around but the hum
of the computer and the clicking of the keys, I am filled
with thoughts of times past when I would be typing
messages of love to my sweetheart. I would watch
the clock, checking the time, counting the hours
until midnight, when he and I could once again
connect through cyber waves.
Now there is no connection, no gentle smiling face
with morning stubble to greet me. His eyes would
sparkle though. And, I would be thrilled to see him
once more. Now there is a screen that is filled with
memories and empty spaces where once there was
life and hope and plans and creativity and Love.
Now I write out the pain that I feel for the loss of this
one who made my world beautiful.
Now I live from moment to moment never looking
into the future for it is only darkness that I see there.
But the past will never leave me for I carry it in the
pieces of my shattered heart.
Words by Kathy Lockhart
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Written on 2008-06-17 at 06:42
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