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Emptiness
When I clear my mind, of all of its thoughts,
I stare but can’t see her in front of me.
I need to close my eyes; I feel her there,
She can see what is taking over me
I can hear her voice; I can hear those words…
But she’s gone. There is something different
And it’s too late; now I am listening
But I realize what she really meant.
When I look in the mirror I can see her
Standing next to me with tear-filled eyes.
And if only I had paid more attention
I’d have not allowed her to leave my side.
April 12, 2004
