Scattered
Sitting in my office Conversations surround me My mind is numb No words reach me Tears filled my morning Coming from the depths Once more to overwhelm me Now I am numb Scattered I am so scattered There is no focus I cannot focus I long to sit In a quiet place And think about Chris And write about Chris And dream about Chris As if by doing so I could conjure him Out of the air I can hear his laughter Like music to my ears God, how I miss it! Never knew. I never knew! How could any of us know?! And now... There is this unending Silence Silence where Chris Should be So tired today Scattered like leaves In a strong wind Can’t seem to Gather myself up Put on the mask Go on with “life” Can’t seem to Muster the energy today luvu Chris aunt Karen August 7, 2006 |
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