The Sounds of Lonliness

The pour of memories in my head,
The folded sheets in the empty beds,
The vacant chairs in the darkened room,
The suddenly shadowed, looming moon
The sound of chatter, that is now drowned,
The lost conversations, that were once found
The saddened look of everyone's faces,
The coldness of those once warm places
The remains of laughter, not long ago heard,
The echoed song of the one lone bird
The blackened look in my eyes,
The bitter sound of those unheard cries
The family van now holds one,
The huge gray clouds now hide the sun
The ever growing hole in my heart,
The unfair reasons that keep us apart.

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