There’re times I’m hit like a tidal wave

Knowing they’re echoes of my emotions

Still trying to find a new resting place

Trying to fit in where they don’t belong

And since you’ve been gone- it’s harder

Starting over when you can’t get started     

I’m a song that got lost and then caught

Here between who I am and who I’m not

I’m an instrument left without a sound         

Despite all this, I continue looking up

To see if you might be looking down        

Offering some answer or solution how      

Don’t know if the sun setting or if it’s dawn

Don’t know if subsistence…is moving on


Poet of the Light © 2023

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