Volume 2, Number 1 -- January, 1997
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Volume 2, Number 1 -- January, 1997 |
JOYI've taken the photos downthe cards the letters too that reminded me of her I thought then the pain would stop it didn't I've stopped listening to the songs we shared Stopped watching the programs and the films Then surely the pain would stop it didn't Still it wracks me inside and out a continous beating from which there's no escape How do i stop all that brings the memories The bits of conversation The stars in the sky Even a scent in the air brings her flooding back a tidal wave in my mind drowning me in a love I've lost I know that someday maybe soon maybe not the pain subsides Withdraws like an animal after eating it's full on a ravaged corpse And from that life possibly I may yet live again time will tell the way will appear Till then the pain continues always at my side prodding me mocking laughing At a joke i haven't been told A sublime humor i'm not in on Perhaps it's best one must experience grief before joy Emptiness before fulfilment I'm still here waiting Just beyond hope yet not hopeless Thinking maybe someday I'll get the joke and we'll all laugh at these silly little lines with which i seek comfort Yes Maybe Someday the dead will rise
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