A hollow ache consumes my chest,

that once employed my heart.

Revolving thoughts,

drag me through dreams,

devouring my rest,

tearing logic apart.

That numbing hum,

that fills up my ears.

uncertain fate,

filling me up with fear.

Promises flicker like candlelight. distorting shadowy views.

Best left alone now, in hindsight, awakening in daylight, the truth.



Kelli Sheckler-Amsden

Telling stories my heart needs to tell