Cling to death, Darleen,
as the clouds go by,
and every flash of memories
the lightning bolt that lights them
as they roll.
Flashing back like movie rolls,
animated lies stuck on repeat.
Breathe it in, Darleen,
feel the cold grey sky envelope you,
birds that wail lullabies
through lonely nights that never seemed to end.
That one diffusing light bulb
that couldn’t wipe the stars from your eyes still,
swinging through your sorrow
as you clutched your knees
and sung inside your head.
The silence made you feel the more alone.
And here you stand, Darleen,
waiting still, wait for that which never comes,
wind that tugs the ears of corn
and yet they never hear a sound.
You heard it all, Darleen,
Each gentle footstep
click of lock
and handle turn.
As the shadows start to sharpen
and your wits began to dull,
still you stand, Darleen,
turn your back into the darkness
face the light.
Embrace the sorrow
you have felt so very long.
He’s not coming, Darleen,
I think you’ve known it all along,
You are alone.
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