Friday, June 3, 2011

Empty House

I wake with the
Taste of grief
In my mouth
And a heaviness
In my heart.
I did not know
It was possible
To hold a place
So close
That when it's
Bare
I felt like
Weeping.
It is not the
Emptiness
Of the place
That hurts
So deeply...
But the
Emptiness
Within
My heart.
The emptiness
Of memories
That once
Existed.

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