Gone

February 12, 2009
By Diana Dessy SILVER, The Woodlands, Texas
Diana Dessy SILVER, The Woodlands, Texas
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Ocean tide.

Seagulls crying.

Waves wash away

Things I once

Knew.

You're carried away

By the hands of

Titus.

I run.

Rush into the water.

Looking,

You're not there.

Gone.

Forgotten.

They sank to the bottom.

To rest on the sand,

Those memories.

You're gone in the

Vast

Nothingness.

Sharp wind

Mutes the words.

Words I once heard.

Heard you say.

Gone.

I can't hear

You.

I would ask you to

Repeat,

But you and your memories

Lie at the bottom

Of the

Ocean.

Thick mist

Blinds me to the sights,

Sights I once saw.

Your face.

Gone.

Eyes, smile,

Dragged into the

Haze.

Blinded,

I stumble

But you're not here

To guide me.

No.

Instead, you lie

At the bottom

Of the
Ocean.

The cold

Numbs all feelings.

Feelings I once

Felt

For you.

Gone.

That feeling

Of being

In your arms.

That feeling

I will never feel

Again.

I'm so

Alone.

Afraid.

But you're

Not here

To say

How this will all be

All right.

No.

Now you lie

At the bottom

Of the

Ocean.

Gone.


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