Disconnected

[Luc]

Disconnected

 

I sit here and stare at the blank screen

trying to get my head to open

trying to get the words to spill

from the open wound

but the blood refuses to flow

through veins that are disconnected

from a heart I can no longer feel

and the words lie dead inside me

wrapped in the shroud

that used to be my soul

as two halves lie separated by silence

no longer equaling one whole

[AFriendlyFace]

 

Oh Luc, that's so beautiful and moving!

 

I hate to point this out, but it's ironic that the poem was about your inability to write effectively and yet it came out so powerfully

 

Anyway, well done and I hope those feelings have been replaced with warmer, happier ones

 

-Kevin