She

Author: Rita Richardson

Date: November 07, 2015

Although visible as the waters

She lives by

In that little room

She shares with him

She is actually shedding

Tears that cannot be heard

Although roars loud as

The waves of the sea

She hears every night

Tucked in that little bed

She shares with him.

Trying so hard

To live with it

But

Unless of course she is not human

Unless of course she is without feelings

That she is born a loner

To live and die

…In it,

with it

Oh why

When

Would she ever find that

Which could be heard

Touched

And felt

Breaking free

From this cruel silent

Lonely one

Who has turn

Her world into a

Living grave

With

An assumable consumable

Dead cold anatomy

Once again

She sits with lonely

By the big flowing water

And

She screamed out loud

All…

But a bit of unseen pain

Raining down

Drowning in

Her heated heart

Let the sea carry the message

And she let herself go

Lonely

Away