Goodbye

The Mourning begins
As soon as the realization
That they are not coming back
Dead or Alive
No Pictures on the wall
Are going to help
No secret treasure chests
Will unlock the spirit
Resurrection
Is only for Christians
And you know now
You are a stranger to yourself
It’s about time
To let it go
And to try again
Alone

2 comments:

Jane Doe said...

A wonderful, wonderful poem. Thanks for sharing!

The Mad Celt said...

In solitude, a certain freedom is often found. I speak from experience.