Windows Of Life Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Sadness penetrating barriers of inner peace, confusing, crushing
a sense of self into oblivion.
Satisfying no needs or purpose, turning everything into self-
sacrificing piety.
Inner piercing, cutting quickly, deftly to the core of being.
All attempts at normalcy are in vain, as memories claim the
immediate images blacking out the future.
Total abandonment fills the already empty place inside, while
rejection rains continually, solidly, through time.
Wishing to see out the windows of life, can see nothing but the
rain trickling down the pane.
Washing the dirt of yesterday, along with today, into pools,
gathering the loneliness inside, hiding from the rain.