A Torn Heart Lives On

Dark veil of devastation and pain
covers her soul,she breathes in vain.

For the love of her life has left her here
to view the world through eyes of fear.

There can be no solace nor hint of reason;
simply a heart that knows only treason.

Some say he will dwell in a better place
yet streaming tears burn into her face.

Taken too soon and harshly at that
he's finished at last his mortal combat.

On crystalline waters he steps to the sky
and no longer does he question why.

Yet clouds of anger and confusion
have smothered her in some illusion.

She traces the timbre of his voice
and knows she has to make a choice.

He's gone but never from her soul.
In time she'll leave this deep black hole.




On a personal note: my dearest friend of thirty years lost her husband today from pancreatic cancer...this was written- tearfully -for her.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Tacito Avatar
November 13, 2013 at 12:16 PM
My deepest condolences to your friend. I do not wish that kind of pain on anybody.
Onclaud Avatar
November 13, 2013 at 11:26 AM
gripping write with such an outpour of powerful and delicate words.. i'm sorry to hear pf this, deb.. well done!..:) huggs
Trifiatis Avatar
November 13, 2013 at 10:30 AM
Dearest, Deb, my condolences to you and to your friend. This is my first visit responding to yours and here I find you mourning for your friend's loss. All my life I have been dealing with the subject of death, for the occasion please ask your friend to read my : LIBERATOR and THE CROSSING! Just my way of saying I feel for her! Thank you for this painful but marvelous poem and for your visit!
Rutherford Avatar
November 12, 2013 at 6:00 AM
My condolences to your friend ,she has a hard road ahead . You have written a masterpiece here. I hope she gets to see it. Anne
Swaminathan Avatar
November 12, 2013 at 12:33 AM
an awesome write my condolences to your dear friend, but then we need face it that each of is born to die,and why fear a little later we shall go and join our loved ones
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