Nothing Left But a Shell
Nothing Let But A Shell
Tomorrow does not matter
For yesterday never did
My existence was only a dance
Orchestrated by two left feet
Never did anyone notice
When my heart cried out for death
For I never truly was
Not then and not now
May someday the warmth of my touch
The light of my smile
Be at least a distant figment
Of my life which never was
May my spirit catch the wind
And sail up high above
To watch over Forever
Those of whom I loved
In the distance I hear you Kim my baby girl
Saying, Momma please come on home
I love you Mommy, hold me
God wants you here at home.
Copyright © Sarah Russell | Year Posted 2020
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