Echoes

Too many times...
I have felt the soul of me
slipping into that invisible
place between bewilderment and angst
that place that has no tolerance
for my pain or tears
My unsufferable zone...
That crackles like dry leaves along
a long forgotten road
a place that echoes my lonliness
like a seashell forgotten by a child
It is here...in this place that
My thoughts run though my mind
like sand through my fingers
As I struggle to grasp but one grain
of my sanity...as it constantly
escapes me
It is here in this place
that I strive to quiet my own
raging heart...like the waves
against jagged rocks..
As what hope I have left
sails off into the distance
with my dreams...
Leaving me at the shoreline
to decide...If I will ever
give my heart to another again
As I sit...in this place
I feel the winds of time upon
my face stinging me like salt
licked spriggs of ocean water
Taunting my tears to the surface
Daring me...to try again
Echoing my fears ....in this place
As I sit...like a wounded shadow
wondering if I will be blown away
Or cease to exsist at all
Without trying to love again...