Held my heart in a glass cage.
Then one day it was taken away.
Sporadic communication became a norm.
Until finally you were gone.
Left spinning in place.
Not sure of many things.
Except that I am alone.
Shattered vessel is what I’m running.
Mind wanders back and forth.
Recalling how we used to talk.
Endless chats turned distant before my eyes.
Regret crawling up my spine.
As days turned to weeks.
Emotions continued to leak.
Flashes of former days.
Knotted void left to linger always.
Still feel the hole whenever I dwell.
Time will mend but not fill this shell.
Will always wonder if things worked out.
I hold no poison for how it all went down.
Hope peace was found with arms wide open.
Simon A Jackson - Writer 