Days gone by....

One slice....one rip.. a stab, perhaps two..
Watching each drop.. each word as it slowly flows away..
Is this what death feels like?
Or is this life?
Pain never ending.. only temporary reprieve
With each word, there is a bit of relieve.. a moment of peace
The words do not flow as easily
As easily as my tears
Yet both bring relieve
To this endless pain
With each drop one less painfull memory
Closing the door a bit more each time
Drop after drop a bit more of the life flows out
Almost empty, almost an end to this pain
With each drop another vision to see
Memories of days gone by, days relived
Feeling them once more as they all flow away
Feeling it one more time
Torchuring the soul, pulling it out
Voices of the past are screaming
Laughter, screams, cries......river of tears
Weaning my body of this life of mine
Like a baby from the mothers breast
The Birth, The childhood, Adolescence, relived..
Drop after drop.....
The puddle on the floor
Is what once was.......
Staining the carpet, the couch and the walls
Indifference is what I see..
As my Soul flows away..
Almost empty...almost done...
Oh God , Oh Satan........Where have all the good days gone...?
ŠAngela Gschwind 3.19.1997

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