Awakening Eyesight Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Silence of sadness penetrating my essence, leaving me bereft
and alone once again.

Searing liquid of tears falls upon my mind, awakening it's
eyesight to see angry and insipid memories that are lying
within this photographic memory.

Leaving all thoughts in a jumble of pieces from a long ago
puzzle, no longer having all of them, only tattered and worn
ones, no longer intact.

Underneath coverlets of life now being expended for the final
moment on this earth.