…for lost and broken souls

Daylight fades and night blooms
the time for lost and broken souls
to wander the halls of darkness
after a life that has left them longing
searching for a place to rest

I hear their whispers everywhere
see their shadows in every corner
their pain ethereal and haunting
endless loops of heartache and loss
their stories fill my heart and soul

empathy is not a cure
and in their distress
their cries grow louder
until I can no longer bear it
and I open my doors and windows wide

hoping they can flee into the night
and find freedom in the release
but they always return
drawn back to this place of memories
where my ghosts and I
can never find peace
©Ann Bagnall