Too many gone
Like a tree whose branches are ripped off by a wild malicious wind
Howling to see me standing still. Bare.
A quiet fury builds inside me
I shed tears like trees shedding leaves because Persephone has gone under the earth spring no more
Walls around me crumbling before my eyes and i alone marooned on a rock at sea
I feel like a crumpling piece of paper
Hits me on three sides
At work my dream team
At home my best friends
And vani... vani's son
Reminding me how transient life is
But.. i can't stay dowm forever
When i hear others chatting about other things... mundane laughable i smile too
Life is ok.
Sometimes i cant bear what has happened to vani
Other times i think
Its ok.. i have a full rich life
I trained kids for dance
I watched my daughters and nephews performances
Life is but a walking shadow
Those who survive thrive
Those who dont
Just fall off
Nameless faceless
Burdens borne by the silent weary
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