Listless

I watch you moving listlessly
through endless days where
angels used to play.
Silence is your only answer
to these endless days of pain
you bear.

I shall not judge the little that remains
of who you were. Rather, I would
fill your life with love eternally.
Infinite - a heart grown wise
that sees the tides adrift within
a wonderland where all our dreams
of love are coming true.

I reach for you, yet all I feel
is pain amid confusion
on muddled paths that lead
nowhere at all. I do my best
to rise above each fall
that comes along, as I wonder
just how long this can go on.

No end in sight.
No shift into delight.
I watch you moving listlessly
through endless days where
angels used to play.
Only knowing that your silence
never, ever found a way
back home...

? Michaelette ?

3/6/2003
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Take me home . . .