Author: Tricia L.
There is an
a heavy-hearted feeling, I cannot equate anything to…
A shadow of sadness behind my smile as I mention your name
because of what
I try each second to engulf you with all the layers of
my body can give to make this pain disappear from your being…
I try to remain in SILENCE,
convince myself it is not there….
I try to welcome their presence… but they insist on remaining
Small GEESE colored GREY trailing one another,
The BIG and small BLUE SKYY, seen below
Ostentatiously organic, RAIN drops in volume
A Representative special of its kind, with refined ingredients from The Capital City of Russia, stoic STOLI.
The FOREIGN UNCLE… PAVING THE WAY AND WAS THE ONE & ONLY… TIL THE OTHERS BECKONED TO BE PART OF THE SECRET
I try to
them away, a figment of my imagination
They continue to
surprise, and catch me off guard
I try not to succumb into
to crumble in my vulnerability
I try not to buckle, I fell in heaps of sobs
I try not to continue in the evening