Splitsunsets

  
kaleidoscope blues flash before my eyes
I can feel their emotion
the colors of their souls flash in a dazzling display
their feelings fuse with mine
and I am alive in pain
 
my pain and theirs become one
these sentient beings
I don't know who they are
or why they appear to me
but with lightning bolts of thought
they enter into my dreams
 
melancholy is a little girl
who visits often
I've named her thusly
because this is the shade of her emotion
 
she sits with me and weeps
I cry for her wandering soul
she as my own child
the little one so young and yet so old
 
then there is a husband
ripped from his wife
so passionately in love
he died in his prime
he sings poetry to be sent to his wife
 
I am a channel
through this very poem
he sends his thoughts to his lady
 
"I love you beautiful  
and I'm waiting for you to see me
go on with your life
I know you need me
splitsunsets are you and I"
 
lastly, my father comes through
he sits with me at night
reminding me what I'm to be about in this lifetime
he tells me he loves me and is quite proud
it wasn't revealed to him until now
the weight I was to carry
kaleidoscope feelings of the dearly departed