And Here I Am

I sought a theme but it was in vain . . . so, I let my MUSE take me by the hand to this place that I will tell you with a s i g h - oh heart, oh troubled, shattered heart- I recall the sweet girl, who was me in yesterdays we lived in a beautiful Victorian house on a shady street and it was full of love every single day but then . . . my happiness was d r o w n e d in reality- oh dripping, dripping, dripping death, one by one my beloved left upon a fading gleam to dwell with the birds and their sleepy songs echoing among the dark and deep green and shadows of the rows and rows of tombs- and I was left to dream . . . and dream of memories and loving scenes locked in the corridors of my mind behind a wall, that I built one brick at a time until it is a MASSIVE fortress . . . will I accept my slow d e c a y or rise in pride and break down this wall of mine remove my mask of sorrow I stagger terrified . . . my heart beating wildly in my chest then suddenly my wings unfold in feathery glory . . . . and here I am- ______________________ May 30, 2017 Free Verse/and here I am Copyright Protected, ID 905630 Written for the contest, Contemporary Poetry sponsor, Cecelia Hopkins-Drewer Option- Modernist- Free Verse/Non-rhyming 8th Place