as the darkling sky echos my ache
rain softly falls as a lone sparrow sings.
caught between this heaven, this hell
in limbo I wait, unmoving, shivering
unable to speak knowing only that
my words would cause more pain.
if I reply, I am only desperate
if I remain silent, I never cared
yet my voice thunders in my mind
reaching out, grasping at the only air
that can save, yet it flees from the
salvation I know will never come.
I see still dark eyes in my dreams
and yet my nights are muted by
the fumblings of my shabby words
furious at the dark, knowing i cannot
ever recall the halting uncertainty
and unspeak my whispered truth