Alone upon this earth we walk,
invisible our pain to those around.
I step towards the light-
stumbling all the way.

You have returned once again,
slicing into an old scar.
It was healing, but
now it weeps.

Helpless I am to the emotions;
a stream of memories,
the loss of you.

I fight the salty streams,
hiding amongst the sea-
they shall not know.

They will not know that I,
I have fallen beneath once more.

Crumbling tongue why don’t you speak?
Cry for help, I beg you.

I beg you,
don’t let me fall again.

            © Heather R Ellis

June 2011

The rustle of sheets
accompany the ensemble of clocks:
an echo of my emotions.

I toss and I turn,
The light slowly tickles my feet.
Smile, it begs.

Months pass,
days are swollen up in black holes-
unnoticed.

The creeks of the house gradually dim,
The moon shines her light upon the sleeping figures-
Her light exposes my red-rimmed eyes.

She transcends into my vaulted safe,
Her hooded eyes weep.

A movie plays through my mind,
Forgotten days of days spent together.
The cycle of life moves on…

© Heather R Ellis
March 2010

Today the dam burst,
its wall crumbling
as the ladybird’s wings fluttered.

I am exposed.

Futile attempts to seal the cracks,
I rebuild the wall with a sponge.
But they see through the holes;
judging.

As soon as I knew
a protective barrier encircled.
The quakes come now,
their pressure forces the shield to erode.

The sand blows away,
dissolving my mask.
I stand alone.
Vulnerable
when the others come,
with their concerned flood of emotions.
I try to tell them, but

My teeth weld shut,
my tongue freezes over,
drowning the words in ice.

Others survive the ceremony of goodbyes,
why can’t I?
It’s only a natural disaster,
The cycle of life.

My broken mind erases the day,
the pain eventually subsides.
Unnoticed,
the pressure gauge builds up.

© Heather R Ellis
December 2009