Walls, Windows and a Door

Walls, standing silent, hushed

absorbing the sorrow felt,

locking it in place with this emptiness

Windows - beyond holding

lonely streets in two lane nightmares,

asphalt stained with memories

A door, never again

will you knock on it, your smile

through the peep hole has been erased

I will not hear your laugh,

see your face, our eyes beaming,

never again hold you to my skin

No goodbye,

no warning, at least that I noticed

or wanted to find

Now just walls, windows, and a door,

all that is left to hear me,

as I weep alone in tears of -

how much I'll miss you, forever

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

terrific metaphor in this...used to be "our house" now it is just an empty building, an empty heart.

[willweb]

Thank you so much Jacob. Happy you liked this one.

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Another beautiful piece from you Will.
You really know how to pluck those heart strings.
:) (:

[willweb]

Thank you Ance for always leaving such nice comments for me. I am more than happy you liked this one. A little sadness on a lonely Sunday.

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*sigh.....