Do Not Weep for Me, but Understand My Pain #364

My world is like a grain of sand

upon the shores of time, changing,

ever-changing, and then washed

out into the sea of life.  Infinity is

in my soul, eternity floats upon

the clouds of heavenly moments. 

My hours caged, my spirit

angered at the thoughts of those

who has walked away from my

gate?  My feet have left their mark

upon the sands of time, waves of

tears have splashed upon the

the rocky cliff that bears scars of

what I have lost, and my mind

wanders the caverns of the past. 

A mother’s grief screams into the

endless nights leaving scars upon

a heart that is already torn and

ragged.  Words of doubt have

poisoned my faith, the days are

winding down, and I was born to mourn. 

©2022.elizabethannjohnsonmurphree

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