the silent darkness envelopes me
every thought I ever held
falls like autumn leaves
on a day with no breeze.
memories of faded love songs drift through my head,
reminding me of sun filled days of youth.
when all the possibilities lay just outside your reach
but now, are mere dust at the slightest touch
another day has come and gone,
more things revealed through open wounds
constantly learning, churning, peeling, healing.
and tomorrow will be more of the same
sitting alone in silent darkness
straining to hear the voice of reason
holding on to the dream of life
and wondering why the hope has not left,
not just yet anyway...
like all things that have come and gone
two things have remained by my side..
faith and hope.. hope and faith...
but in the silent darkness that now holds
i feel them as well, slowly slip away
as the sun's red and orange rays slowly fade
melting into the dark blackness of night,
into the silent darkness that envelopes me.
July, 2000
Margaret S. Yates �199