…of sorrow

My heart is broken
all my secrets and losses deeply held inside
with each swiftly passing day, time slipping away
I find myself, somehow back where I used to be
facial lines becoming deep
in my heart I know, that I enter the darkness alone
the sounds of the day fading to a quiet hum
like my dreams, falling silently down to the earth
into the distance I gaze at yesterday
my hands now tremble, as I dallie with my thoughts
in the nights alone, I feel the hours as they pass
carrying so such pain, I find the sudden silence
after heavy rain, awakens me in the night
leaving me wondering if the wide halls of heaven
have fallen empty, but for the endless echoes
memories fading, the formless weight of sorrow
perhaps it is almost time, evening shadows drift in
the colours of the day are falling ever so gently
down into the long dark night
© Ann Bagnall