Treasure Island

RoseAnn V. Shawiak

(October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

Tear-Stained Windows


Tracing tears down the window panes of my mind, knowing that there's nothing to assuage or wipe them away.
Living a life in a hazy mist with nothing to erase the sadness covering my sight.
Looking out tear-stained windows, no reprieve in sight, all visions breaking through have no reasoning of why I'm hurting.

Submitted: Friday, October 04, 2013
Edited: Friday, October 04, 2013

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