Two Days Left

Cortney

Although not the first to experience such an event
I find a lonely feeling of darkness encompass me;
Threatening to consume my entire existence.
I long for another soul to connect with mine,
To embrace me, and offer an empathetic apology for my loss.
Another soul to simply understand.
She was just here offering a song of laughter, and all too suddenly
Her skin was pale clammy and her countenance resembled that of a porcelain doll.
The darkened room held a feeling of emptiness, and yet was bursting at the seams
Full of unfamiliar machines and sounds and individuals.
I remember fear.
The fear of holding her small body, and although it was impossible,
To somehow find a way to inflict pain or damage to her tiny limbs.
She was gone never to return and I was left
Left with a hole in my heart and a shadow overhead
That would forever remain along with my memory of her.

--November 2007