Haunting Emptiness Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Haunting Emptiness



Prescient thoughts being brought into the picture,
having come from beyond and alighting upon the
dirge of interior tomorrows.

Spent in sorrow, lifting limp shadows of loneliness
into view.

Showering many thoughts with salt, hurting ever
deeply, the raw wounded parts of my heart.

Turning me out, sending me to farthest reaches of
the darkness.

Settling for less than nothing, not carrying on
anymore, just listening to the echoes of emptiness
haunting my soul every day and night.

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