Shattered

Still looking for the right words 

to describe the pain...

sadness that in no moment

subsided...

As I lay down my head 

on my pillow

tears running down...

In my  dark and silent room

could only hear 

anguish and weepings 

of my grieving soul...

Though refusing  to think 

of what had been

helping myself to go on living 

pushing every step forward 

leaving the past behind...

Yet in every step... 

in every sigh...

are teardrops

for lost time and hopes...

for shattered faith and love...

       Manuelle  Augustine 

                @2015