A Letter To Emily Dickinson
Dear Emily,
When you said, your “life closed twice before its close,”
I realized how badly your heart had been broken
You conveyed your feelings best with the written word
But did you leave too many words unspoken?
Sadly, this has been the case for me too
Relationships have suffered from this mistake
I release pain through my pen, emulating you
In my bed alone I try to tune out heartache
You called yourself “Nobody”; that goes for me as well
No children, no spouse, I seem to be invisible
As through crowds I drift, people look right through me
And errors I’ve made always seem unforgivable
When you composed, “I could not stop for death”
Did you peer at the future, see my health struggles
The reaper awaits; I’ll soon draw my last breath
Isolated like you, I don’t share my troubles
Although you achieved no fame in your lifetime
I read your words often and have memorized some
I grow through your poetry, they help me climb
With your spirit in my heart, easily my words come
*Written May 20, 2014
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