When Did Caring Stop? Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

When Did Caring Stop?



Looking around, heart full of sadness, wishes,
hopes dying slowly, gradually.

Squalor of an apartment, where did it come from?

When did the caring stop? What is left of life?

Seeing nothing ahead, tears of hopelessness fill
the depths of a soul.

Tuesday, February 23, 2016
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