Fade Away

The Christmas decorations fade away.
Days of icy cold and snow that seem
too much to bear keep moving in.
Out of breath, and yet still too amazed
to put a meaning to her death.
Floating in the air before I fall into
real sleep where dreams prevail - perhaps
that's where I feel her most these days.
Kept awake within a haze of pent-up energy.
Her family abandoned her before her final day
saw fit to leave. "Twas then her family
abandoned itself too.

Engrossed in a screen, electricity beams.
Showing out the window as a glow.
I wonder what the many million know,
if anything, to keep them there. Staring
at flicks of degeneration being generated
on the screen again. Lost in a daze
that they choose for themselves.
And I am glad, that just this once,
I am not only one among many.

Glancing back, the street seems deserted.
Filled with only light that glares
upon the rain-soaked streets.
I try to tire myself that I might sleep.
When there again, within the wonderland
unbordered by the many men, a haunting
feeling streams through me again.

As the Christmas decorations fade away.
And days of icy cold and snow that seem
too much to bear keep moving in.
Out of breath, and yet still too amazed
to put a meaning to her death. As if
her death could ever really find a place
or space within my life. Will even this
just fade away in time...?

? Michaelette ?

1/03/2005
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